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A Christmas weekend in Jamaica

December is an exciting month, what with with count down to Christmas, mulled wine and wondering if there will be snow. But it is also a cold & busy month.

With this in mind, we joined some friends on a weekend trip to Montego Bay in Jamiaca.

We stayed in the lovely Half Moon resort.

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We grabbed our bikes and off we set to explore.

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Bright & early each morning we cycled up to get our coffee and watch the guys collecting all the seaweed washed in by the sea. They told is that sometimes the sea brought it in right up to their shoulders.

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We sipped bubbles by the pool and had lots of wedding chat (we are both getting married next year…exciting!).

Any photo opportunity is taken ūüôā

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After a day of bubbles we jumped on our bikes to go for jerk chicken washed down with red stripe. Mmmm

What a lovely weekend.

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Bardolino (part 1) – I think I love you

Stage two of our Italy tour took us to Bardolino. About 25km NW of Verona, it wasn’t a very long journey. We jumped on a coach, and got dropped off practically outside our hotel.

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Let me start off by saying how wonderful out hotel was. Villa Katy is across the road from the stunning Lake Garda. It is run by two beautiful sisters, who are a delight. They welcome you in to their hotel, and make you feel at home.

We discovered the roof terrace on our first evening. The hotel isn’t very big, so we didn’t expect it to be busy up there, but we were lucky enough to have it all to ourselves.

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This view and location will forever hold a special place. Not only did I get to celebrate my birthday, drink champagne, watch a beautiful sunset and relax in warm weather with my favourite person.

I also got the biggest surprise of my life! My most favourite person got down on one knee with a ring that couldn’t be any more perfect. I’m engaged! Woo hoo. I have the biggest smile on my face right now, just thinking about it.

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Verona – What a beauty

September 2014 was a pretty exciting month.

One of my oldest friends got married (you might’ve read this in the Laurabury ), I got to spend a week in Italy,¬†AND¬†I got engaged! Can I do September all over again please?

Stop one on our Italian adventure was Verona, the place of Romeo and Juliet. I had high hopes.

To start our holiday, a glass of bubby was a must, which also meant a new dress (obviously)

 

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With a number of Italian flight and cab strikes, we luckily had no major issues, but felt a glass of the orange stuff (aka an aperol spritz) was essential.

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We found the cutest little place round the corner from our hotel that did lovely cheeses and wine. Our quick drink during the day, turned into 3 glasses of wine and lot’s of chattering on the bench outside.

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We were pretty excited to be in Verona…

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Our hotel was lovely, and had its very own red scooter decorating the entrance. Luckily, I didn’t have too many aperol’s, otherwise a scooter photoshoot (with me on it), would’ve been on the cards.

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With limited time in Verona, we explored with a vengeance.

We wandered up little cobbled streets and steps (I hasten to add, on an incline), until we reached the top.

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Totally worth the climb in my new (well charity shop) vintage shoes.

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Exploring is hard work. A sugar fix was a must.

I don’t think I have every come across such an ice cream selection. It was a tough choice! I went for nutella…and of course shared John’s, what’s his is mine, and what’s mine is mine and all ūüôā

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I couldn’t help but snap random buildings. I find the architecture, colours and textures of Verona so pretty and a little addictive when it comes to the camera.

 

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Verona, you little beauty. Look forward to seeing you again soon.

Next stop, Bardolino.

 

Laurabury 2014 – what a festival.

Leaving London, we made our way to the beautiful town of Harrogate, situated in North Yorkshire. We had a festival to get to!

I heard things got pretty wild at ‘Laurabury’, so with my¬†pass, denim shorts, headband and paracetamol¬†at the ready. I was all set for ‘Laurabury 2014’.

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Ok you got me. Harrogate doesn’t really hold a yearly wild festival (that I am aware of).

One of my oldest friends is getting married this year. Anyone who knows the hen and her lovely husband-to-be, will know they are huge music, gig and festival fans. Her bridesmaids organised a very special private festival and one of the chicks, Stephy, designed all the posters and passes (I have some pretty talented friends).

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The festival fashion was taken pretty seriously, and our hen had her very own customised sleeveless denim gilet. Customised by another talented chick, Victoria.

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After more than a few drinks, it was time for a game. In teams, we had 10 minutes to create a masterpiece, our very own wedding dress (modelled by the bridesmaid Holly). It was project runway meets blue peter.

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Have you ever seen toilet roll and tin foil worn so well?

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With a few sore heads the following morning, we got our hit of fresh fruit and veg to keep us going and take away any guilt of too much rum.

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Bettys tea room has been around for nearly 100 years. We jumped the ever growing queue (pre-booking is a blessing!), and made our way upstairs to a spacious room full of people chatting whilst sipping tea and devouring cake.

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A selection of scrumptious sandwiches, scones and cakes arrived. The pro of a waitress rattled off every single item on the stand in detail, whilst we looked on wide eyed waiting to start.

Working our way from bottom to top, a¬†lovely gentleman kept everyone’s ears entertained with a set on the piano, including¬†‘I’m getting married in the morning’!

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Happily fed and watered, we got to spend time with 2 very handsome boys before making our way back to Laurabury HQ, in preparation for a night on the town.

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The husband-to-be had surprised us all with a supply of bubbles. Which basically means he is responsible for any drunken behaviour and hangovers.

Quite a¬†few glasses of fizz later we had¬†a little game of Mr & Mrs. I think we all came away knowing that little bit more about both the bride and groom – I best not divulge¬†any¬†information ūüėČ

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After a bit of dancing, it was time to leave Laurabury HQ and see what the bright lights of Harrogate had to offer (taking our dance moves with us of course).

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What a wonderful weekend, with some lovely people. I just can’t wait for the wedding now!

Laura, you are going to be one beautiful bride.

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Sunshine in Brighton

It finally happened!

After 6 years of living in London, I can finally say I have been to Brighton.

On a sunny Sunday morning we jumped on the train ready for a day of exploring.

We wandered down all the little streets Brighton had to offer. Even on a Sunday it was full of people, a real mix; families on a day out, tourists from far and near, hen parties feeling the aftermath of a big weekend.

(I was a little too caught up in exploring, tasting and watching, that I didn’t take many pictures, this is a just a little snippet).

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We made our way out of the busy streets and landed on the beach.

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We sat on the beach, soaking up the sun, smell of the sea and the noise of fair ground rides.

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“What you looking at?”

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We found the most amazing little arcade full of vintage games.

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It was time to hit the pier.

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A wonderful day out, not quite caught on camera.

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I went home with a smile on my face and a souvenir from our success at the arcade.

 

‘Roll up, roll up’ – Wonderground LIMBO

I was a lucky lady last night and got taken on a date by my lovely friend Ali.

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It was the perfect date: We met at Embankment station, she handed me beautiful flowers, before whisking me off for wine and my birthday treat.

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Ali had got us tickets to LIMBO at Wonderground.

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We arrived at the Southbank Centre to a buzz of people drinking, chatting, and getting excited for what was about to happen.

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We made our way inside the circus tent…

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Sadly, no camera’s allowed. I did plan to try and take some sneaky one’s, but I was too mesmerized by the show and forgot.

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All I can say is go and see LIMBO! It is absolutely amazing, from start to finish my mouth was open, and it went far too quickly. It was 75 minutes of musical talent, dancing, strength, moves, sitting on the edge of your seat, nail¬†biting¬†fun…..

This takes going to the circus to a new level,

We left the tent to a hustle of people, chatting away about everything we’d all just seen. We both agreed we needed to go for another drink.

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I always love the walk along Embankment.

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We made our way to a pop up bar called Propstore. It is all in the name, a bar furnished with old props from the national theatre.

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We treated ourselves to some fizz, and accompanied it with a scotch egg and some chips & garlic dip.

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A perfect end to a perfect evening.

Ahoy Sailor – part 2

Leaving Emerald Bay, it was time to set sail again…..

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En route to our next stop off, we passed alot of these little creatures (and some not so little!), jelly fish. We decided to wait before playing in, no one fancied being stung…

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We found a nice little area by some rocks for a swim, J did what he does best and threw himself in..

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I decided to jump in to (not quite so elegantly)

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One of our evenings involved some dancing…of the Greek kind!

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One of our final stop off’s, we jumped off the boat and went for a wander before heading back to the boat to get ready for dinner.

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I managed to make a new friend, Frank (I wasn’t allowed to adopt him – but he was super friendly and very cute).

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The week went so quickly, and before we knew it, it was our last evening. J and I decided to spend the day soaking up some last minute sun, and then head into Corfu Town for dinner before heading back to London.

I loved Corfu Town, so beautiful and alluring, full of narrow streets, leading off from the hustly bustly main walk ways full of shops. I have never seen so much jewellery in one place!

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After a final evening of wine, pasta and coffee, we said good bye to a wonderful week and made our way to the airport.

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This was my very first sailing experience, and to be honest I wasn’t 100% sure what to expect. I have always stayed in hotels, and been used to packing my usual suitcase necessities for a week or two in the sunshine, or a city break. But this time was different; I was spending a week on a boat.

I was advised to take the basics, which means, not too much (no hair dryer, no curling tong, no electrical items for you hair basically…..). Well, I didn’t really listen, and packed my hair dryer and curlers! If I could offer any advice as a newby, this is it:

1. Don’t take a hair dryer or any other appliance. Not only do you have limited electricity usage, but you just don’t need it, just embrace the natural look by washing your hair and letting it dry (it is quite nice having a weeks break and my hair felt great at the end of it).

2. Take sea sickness tablets. I was ok for most of the trip, but did have one day when it was very rough, so after that, it was reassuring to have the tablets to hand.

3. Just take what you need, and take a bag (not a suitcase). You have limited space, and to be honest, you live in swimwear every day anyway. This means, no heels or fancy dresses. On most trips, I pack way more than I need, but on this trip it would just be a pain if I did.

I had a great time, and can’t wait to do it again!