We first fell in love, me and Italy, back in the late 1960s, when, with all the fearlessness of extreme youth, I zipped around the Amalfi coast in a navy blue fiat 500, taking on smart Alfa Romeos and Lamborginis at traffic lights and causing havoc from one end of the bay of Salerno to the other. Time has moved on, as have I, and Italy, while she has landed on tough times and could be accused of letting herself go, is still as tantalizing and seductive as ever…
Stories With Sandra - Home Exchange Blog
Name me a great metropolis which has a museum mentioned in a classic love song, more parks and green areas than any other major city, a fashion scene which gave the world the mini skirt, a pop scene that launched The Beatles and a delicious, dizzy blonde on a bicycle for mayor.
Beware! There is such a thing as magic and it lives in Ireland. How else can you explain a country where everyone is a poet, where a kiss on the Blarney Stone can change lives and the whole country believes in leprechauns? My love affair…
“I love Paris in the Springtime
I love Paris in the Fall
I love Paris in the Summer when it sizzles
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles.”
Only Cole Porter could summon up a romantic picture out of ‘drizzles’. And only when he put Paris in the same sentence.
“The trouble with having humans is they need to be reminded of who is in charge from time to time. There I was, lying on my beanbag, having an afternoon snooze and then I hear that familiar click, click of a suitcase being opened.
So, how was your festive season? Chestnuts roasting on an open fire? Jack Frost nipping on your nose? Roast Turkey with all the trimmings? And the whole thing set off with a sprig of holly? Or what about bright blue skies over the Eternal City? A plate of pasta piled high with lashings of fresh tomato and garlic, followed by slow roasted lamb, sweet inside, crisp outside and the whole thing set off with a sprig of basil?
To say we were slightly nervous is the understatement of the year. None of us slept. All of us had no real idea of what was in store. Thankfully, vessel master of The Kashi-Mar, Andy Edwards with eighteen years experience along this coast and his…
It started off as just a fun side-trip along the Coral Coast of Western Australia. It’s turned out to be a full scale adventure.
One of the many wonders of home exchange is that suddenly you have a few thousand dollars you didn’t know you had. Let me explain…
Just imagine; if you had to pay for a hotel, or even a cheap and cheerful bed and breakfast for several weeks, not to mention months, it’s all going to add up. Yet, we home exchangers, who have found the key to the perfect travel experience pay nothing at all. Not a penny. Not even a dime. Not a brass razu. So what do we do with all that accumulated cash?
Have you ever had that feeling when you’ve just met someone for a few minutes, yet know, as surely as you know your own name that you’re going to be friends? I’ve had this several times over the last month and it’s not because I’ve…