The Monthly Scrapbook | July

July kicked off (well, served off) with my favourite sporting event: Wimbledon. This meant a daily excuse to buy strawberries and cream while binge watching tennis. Yippee. Aaron started his new job which meant a celebratory meal out (white wine as we watched the sun set over the harbour- dreamy!) and the UK still (*touches wood*) is producing the loveliest weather. After graduating with my friends mid-July, the rest of the month has seen me frantically and excitedly apply for as much publishing work experience as my tired purse can hack.

IMG_2941.JPGAaron’s new job provides him with Sundays off; a luxury he hasn’t had with his previous job. To celebrate his first Sunday off, we headed to West Wittering, as we love to do when the weather warms up. We sunbathed, kicked a ball around, ate yummy food and walked a while. We ticked off a lot of things on anyone’s Summery Day Bucket (but no Spade) List. Sunkissed and sleepy, we finished the evening with a BBQ on the beach with his family, chucking around a frisbee like there was no tomorrow. Tomorrow, however, did come around which meant another Monday feeling like an oh-so-unemployed-graduate which, by extension, meant a day of emails, emails and more emails.

July Monthly.jpgThe day after graduating was a day that began with sun. Eager to not waste the lovely weather, Aaron and I headed down to the beach, kites in hand. He had always insisted that we must go kite-flying one day because he considers himself quite the pro. Even though the sun hid away, the wind was our new best friend. Aaron taught me how to fly a kite, something I had never done before. After we tired ourselves out we went to the cinema and watched Spider-man: Homecoming which we both loved.

SarahFU.jpgOn Friday I headed to the beach for a little 40 minute catch-up session with Courtney and Sarah, as well as taking photographs of Sarah for the upcoming Feminism Up issue. She has written a brilliant piece about body expectations. LOOK HOW CUTE SHE LOOKS. Sarah noted that it was exactly like one of those cheesy sayings so we made up our own: Sometimes you only need forty minutes with your best friends to leave with a pretty permanent grin.

As I post this blog post I am in Mallorca for a sunny holiday with Aaron’s family; a sure highlight of August. I have three books packed, ready to get my reading game back on. I have my running kit with me for a couple of runs. I have pennies to buy a snorkelling kit after falling in love with the activity in Malta last year. I’m excited! How is your August starting?

~ Kat ~


Five Tips: Getting the Most out of Your Gym Membership

Especially when considering my current income, my gym membership does tip over into the pricey side of thing: £43 a month. *Breathes slowly to compose self.* It includes, however, unlimited gym use, pool use and classes, as well as a free badminton court if I turn up and one is available. For a lot of our gym memberships to be as sparkly and magical as they sound, it requires our squat-ready butts to be very much in gear (as in, Nike pros on). I am really quite nervous about not – at the very least – getting my money back; mostly, though, gaining something from £43 coming out of my bank once a month with a cringe. Here’s how you can get the most out of your gym membership!

IMG_2779.JPGONE – Plan: Use the “notes” section of your phone and get planning. Not only can you have a visual idea of when you’ll have your trainers on and when you won’t, you can look back at the end of the week and decipher whether you’re, so far, making a profit this month. If you’re a student, consider your lectures and work out when you’re prepared to peel yourself out of bed early, and when you have the whole day to get a few lengths or a workout class in. If you’re working 9-5 consider the weekends a gym-friendly couple of days; schedule a couple of evenings immediately after work at a class. If you’re working different kind of hours, like me, be prepared to not have a routine, but a weekly idea of what’s going on.

TWO – Prep: If you’re spending a bit more on your membership like me then you have to, like Troy, keep your head in the game. For me, when it comes to swimming I have to have my swimming bag and costume ready the night before to encourage me to stop my alarm and get rolling. If I’m popping to the gym after work, I need a gym-friendly snack ready and waiting so I can’t have any excuses about being “too hungry” (anyone else?) to workout.

THREE – Recruit friends: As much as I’d like to, I don’t go overboard on the classes but I do make my one a week a bit more social. I’m currently going to Aquafit with my mum (which would cost me £6.10 without the membership) and playing one badminton match a week with Aaron. Making at least a couple of workouts a week a social activity takes away any “I can’t be bothered with the gym today” because you have your pal with you, keeping you on track.

FOUR – Endorphins. Just remembering the endorphins post-workout that tell you you can never regret a work out gets me pumped to get to the gym. Or at the very least, in the mindset that I am definitely going to be working out the next morning or later on that day. Even if you’re just starting out at the gym and still feeling as if it’s all alien, I think endorphins are our biggest cheerleader. You go into a workout feeling deflated and rubbish; you end the workout with a smile, feeling pumped.

FIVE – Variation. I wouldn’t make the most out of my gym membership if I didn’t have a really varied week- a week that could easily change if my mum or friend fancied trying a different kind of class! I never risk tiring out any kind of activity because every day at the gym is a different kind of day! Going from strength training to cardio to feeling the polite struggle swimming brings means means I don’t get bored.

My Timetable for this week (prices without membership):

Sunday: Arm workout in the gym £6.65

Monday: – 

Tuesday: Aquafit (with mum) £6.10

Wednesday: Arm workout in the gym £6.65

Thursday: Evening badminton with Aaron £3 (Couldn’t get a court)

Friday: Morning swim £3.50 

Saturday: Early morning arm workout in the gym £6.65

What this week would have cost without membership: £29.55 (x4 = £118.20)

As well as ensuring you’re not tiring your body out and instead having enough rest days (or you’ll hate the gym), definitely make sure you exercise outside of the gym. Run, walk or play tennis and you won’t feel restricted by your gym card, believing it’s the only place you can exercise. What are your tips? What’s your week looked like so far?

~ Kat ~

One Crazy Night: Full Disclosure

On Saturday evening, my mum and I hopped on a train, choo-chooing its way to our favourite pastime (alongside eating an afternoon tea, of course): the theatre. For my 21st I was gifted with an envelope that told me I’d be going to see The Addams Family with my mum in July at the Mayflower in Southampton. After listening to Carrie Hope Fletcher’s cover of Pulled on repeat for a whole summer three years ago, it’s safe to say I spent the last few months of university, waiting, excitedly to click my fingers as the intro plays before the actors step onto stage.

IMG_3491.JPGThe musical? New to the UK, The Addams Family: The Musical Comedy brings the classic family we know and love to our local theatres, all singing and bunny-hopping. We see Wednesday Addams grown up and in love, while her family don’t want their little girl to grow up at all. And not with a normal boy. Our favourite wealthy and happily doom and gloom family present us with unbelievably catchy songs (I was singing ALL the way home on the train) and brilliant one-liners. The musical includes hilarious poppy songs as well as heartfelt ballads and, of course, many references to their love of black and darkness. In a world where our phones notify us of bad news every time we look at it, this musical is well and truly needed right now.

The cast is star-studded with Carrie Hope Fletcher (Wednesday), Samantha Womack (Morticia), Cameron Blakely (Gomez) and Les Dennis (Uncle Fester) taking some of the lead roles. But the rest of the cast are outstanding too. In terms of the Addams Family themselves, it was as if the actors were made for the role: Womack and Blakely, in particular, mirrored the image you have of the passionate couple in your head. The Beineke family (Wednesday’s boyfriend, Lucas’s family) brought a welcomed new layer to the Addams Family’s story and the ancestors were hilarious; all with incredible voices. My mum and I ate in CXO Bar and Bistro beforehand where I lamely fangirled that some of the cast were eating their dinner too. I must mention that Gavin Eden (who plays Jester Ancestor) stopped to chat to a young aspiring theatre star for about 20 minutes, answering all of his questions- it was lovely to see!

Being a gigantic fan of Carrie Hope Fletcher’s, this review wouldn’t be right without a little bit of a  fangirl. I couldn’t stop grinning throughout her performance of Pulled and as she finished with a high, I had tears in my eyes. Much like I did when I watched her as Eponine in Les Mis a few years ago. Like all of the actors, I laughed at and rooted for Wednesday all the way through the show. Her voice blew me away; it was wonderful to hear her sing songs so different to those in the awesome Les Mis.

I’m a sucker for soundtracks and despite knowing and loving a few songs in the Addams Family musical beforehand (thanks to clicking on related to videos after listening to Carrie’s cover of Pulled 10 x a day), I decided not to listen to every song like I normally do. However, if you’re wondering (you probably weren’t), here are my five favourite songs from the kooky musical:

  1. Pulled
  2. Crazier than You
  3. When You’re an Addams
  4. One Normal Night
  5. Happy Sad

My mum and I laughed and felt for the characters all the way through. The orchestra, props and overall choreography were spot on. My mum thoroughly enjoyed a show she admits she wouldn’t have gone to see had I not repeatedly mentioned it. I completely recommend you popping to your local theatre if you can and it’s arriving, dressed in black, there.

Ba dah dah dum *click click!*

~ Kat ~

A Sexist walks into a Bar…

A sexist walks into a bar and, once again, is the biggest punch line of the joke. Not so long ago I was watching the final day of Wimbledon in a pub in Bath. The 3/4 British doubles final was on but my excitement deflated after I heard the utterance, “I’m not a sexist but…” My ears woke up; my expression read nervous. Women’s tennis, like it has been the focus of a lot of debate in the last month or so, was the topic. I heard him out; I gave him a chance. I’ll walk you through his comments.

IMG_2749.JPGI’m not a sexist but…

… The women shouldn’t be paid the same as the men

I’m-not-a-sexist-but insisted he is informed enough to dictate the pay packet of the female tennis players who brought us viewers some of the most nail-biting matches of Wimbledon 2017. His reasoning? Well, they don’t play as many sets (A sentiment, on the surface, I understand. However, I am informed tennis-wise and this man was not.) The crucial facts the guy was missing:

  • The women have consistently campaigned to play five set matches like the men do in particular grand slams.
  • There is a call for the men to play the best of three like the women.
  • The men’s singles tour (although I will assume this man will disagree) at Wimbledon this year, due to a plethora of injuries, was disappointing (although *spoilers* apparently more entertaining than the rest of the tours). To keep a seed or climb higher, tennis players have to consistently play. The men are playing the best of five throughout the year, leading to injuries that have made some matches almost unbearable to watch. The men are suffering so terribly from such a tough routine and we shouldn’t ignore this and encourage it further by considering the women’s best of three matches as “less work,” weaker and devoid of entertainment.

IMG_2757… The women just aren’t as entertaining to watch as the men are [to be continued]

Yes, the guy followed up “I’m not a sexist but” with the entirely sexist (and ignorant- he simply cannot have been watching the women’s singles tour at Wimbledon this year) comment that reflects the age-old, “boys are better than girls” belief. The men have been dropping like flies, a handful of matches resulting in a player retiring. The athletes were pushed too far and the result was a slightly less gruelling tournament, as well as defeated players. While I still adored my daily dosage of a men’s singles match or two, the women’s was far too entertaining to miss. Their game was on fleek.

… Because the men are physically better

Much like McEnroe’s unneeded comments about Serena Williams, we see someone belittle these fantastically strong athletes with the most incredible stamina; summoned to nothing but a tired comment that sees men always winning the fight. The women’s and men’s tennis tours are so unbelievably different; Williams has noted this herself. So why does I’m-not-a-sexist-but feel the need to reduce these athletes I admire so very much to nothing but weak girls that just don’t compare to the big men over his pie and pint?

All I wanted was to politely turn around and inform him of the facts he was surely missing, or worse, ignoring. My heart broke to see two women and another man nod along, no one challenging a single thing he said. What broke my heart more, though, was that I said nothing. My hands crunched from irritation and I didn’t blink for the entirety of his one-sided debate. His comments played on my mind for the rest of the day, but I felt so silenced by something so anciently misogynistic.

~ Kat ~

A side note (that I don’t think needs to be said): This person’s gender is so unbelievably irrelevant; I’ve heard similar views from females too. The thoughts that drive such comments are to be questioned without any focus on the speaker’s sex.

P.S. Feminism Up

The Kat’s Kitchen Menu | Baked Camembert (ft. lissatissatwoshoes)

Last week Alissa and I realised we were long overdue a blogging day with yummy food. Recently I decided I wanted to begin a series where I post recipes of my favourite food/meals, thereby creating an online menu of all of what will be sold at my future restaurant (if only!). With a bag full of lots of goodies and importantly, camembert, this seemed like the perfect opportunity to kick off the first recipe- also featuring the wonderful lissatissatwoshoes with our recipe for the perfect baked camembert sharing board.

IMG_3473What you’ll need for the perfect Instagram:

  • Rectangular board
  • A couple of mugs (bonus points for heart-shaped bowls)
  • A plate


  • Camembert
  • 3 tablespoons of honey
  • A loaf of flavourful bread (we bought apple and beetroot bread- TOO yummy)
  • 4 carrots
  • 2 Braeburn apples
  • 1/2 cucumber
  • 1 pepper
  • A pack of babycorn


  1. Bake the camembert following the instructions on the pack- we baked ours in Lissa’s fancy pants camembert baker for about 30 minutes in the end with the honey glazed over the top (Alissa’s brilliant idea)
  2. In the meantime, prep all of the dippers (Mid blog post question: Do you double dip?). Slice the fluffy and crusty bread; wash and peel the carrots before slicing them into sticks; cut the apples into apple fingers; do the same to the cucumber and pepper after washing; wash the babycorn
  3. Importantly, dress your serving platter. Raid the cupboards and produce something spectacular, with a camembert-shaped hole ready and waiting
  4. As soon as the camembert is gooey, serve and enjoy!

IMG_3471Other compatible extras for the perfect camembert sharer:

  • Breadsticks
  • Celery
  • Homemade lemonade
  • A glass of wine
  • A spoon (nothing better than an old-fashioned spoon of melted cheese)

Late last year, Alissa invited a couple of us around for camembert and rose wine- exactly what an October evening required as well as my excited tummy. She served the sharing platter with caramelised onion bread which was just beyond this world and since it had been over half a year since our last cheese feast, another sharing platter was long overdue. Being a massive cheese lover as well as a massive veggie lover, this dish is a crucial staple to any foodie’s personal menu. Winter, spring, summer or autumn, it delivers in abundance- yummy food and spectacular Instagrams.

~ Kat ~

Make Challenging the Norm, Not a Celebration

Andy Murray recently challenged something that definitely needed to be challenged- and it wasn’t with regards to whether a ball was in or out. In an interview, a journalist said Queerey was the first US player to get to a Grand Slam semi-final since 2009. Rightly so, Murray corrected him: Male player. Murray has always voiced his support of women’s tennis and that is totally cool. But it should be the norm, right? Not something we celebrate so much that a man’s – or a person’s – decent comment is presented as strange; alien; outstanding.

IMG_2998There is this ugly stigma attached to men’s words when he voices opinions that support women’s rights. Naturally, this contributes to many feeling alienated by the term “feminism”; we need to consciously tackle this. Yet, when a man outwardly supports equality (like a female tennis player being seen as just as important as a male tennis player), we stand back, eyes widened and begin to clap. Sensible challenges need not be seen as a case for celebration; a milestone. Wait, a man wants us women to succeed? It’s insulting to everyone. Murray made a good move; I think he’s a brilliant guy. What he said, however, should be the norm. We need to constantly be challenging comments like this particular journalist’s; our colleagues’; our friends’. I think if we abolish this idea that feminism is a Men Not Allowed topic, then we will stop acting so unfairly shocked when a man says the right thing.

I was thinking these thoughts a couple of days ago when a perhaps similar circumstance popped into my mind. Actress, Priyanka Chopra was interviewed on an American chat show, The Wendy Williams Show. Not only was she asked why she didn’t have a date at the red carpet for Baywatch (*rolls eyes until develops a headache*), but the interview focused on what was apparently “the big deal” of the interview… Her friendship with Meghan Markle. In an interview that should have focused on promoting the actress’s new film, Priyanka was grilled about “Prince Harry’s girlfriend.” A marker Priyanka challenged: “Also Meghan Markle: actress; Suits; her achievements.” Priyanka then joked that Wendy moved away when the interviewer went back to talking about her movie. I celebrated all of her comments.*

Like women’s sport is pushed aside to chat excitedly about men’s tennis, a woman’s worth (especially high-profile figures) is placed in terms of who they are dating. I did immediately praise Murray, much like I did Priyanka. These instances make me fangirl for feminism because we don’t see these immediate reactions as often as we should. So when we do, they stand out. This probably shows how equality isn’t yet engrained in our society. However, a couple of days ago I questioned why we were throwing so many metaphorical parties with thanks to Murray’s comment. Consequently, I realised I can’t decide Murray’s comment should simply be celebrated by us making these corrections the norm, but consider Priyanka’s comments standing-ovation-worthy. It needs to be one rule for all.

I think I am concluding that, of course, both Murray’s and Priyanka’s comments were brilliantly necessary but they weren’t necessarily brilliant. These are two people who clearly carry similar beliefs to me in terms of equality and they used their position to present these beliefs. Clearly, though, if we react so excitedly to these corrections, we need to be making them the norm. (Have I said this enough throughout the post?) We need to encourage everyone to correct others because, by default, accidental and ignorant old school sexism really could linger in our society for years and years yet.

Like any subject, the more we challenge, the sooner we’ll make change happen.

~ Kat ~

*It should be noted that neither Murray nor Priyanka asked for praise.

P.S. I must also address the fact Murray’s comment wasn’t all-inclusive. He did not correct the journalist in terms of the wheelchair or doubles tour which inspires another debate about how we need to see these two tours in the same was as we see the men’s! I wonder whether it is because they were discussing the singles men’s tour but it’s definitely necessary to explore.

The Wimbledon Smoothie

After an epic women’s singles final yesterday, an awesome Brit win for the men’s wheelchair tennis and a brilliant final day for many of the players, I am so ready for the men’s final and the very Brit-packed doubles final today! I am heading to Cardiff this morning because of my graduation tomorrow and soon will be in a bar cuddling some Pimm’s while watching the Federer Vs. Cilic match. I’m beyond excited. And yet I’m gutted Wimbledon is to be over for another year. So, in order to wave off two of my favourite weeks, I thought I’d create a Wimbledon worthy smoothie recipe- most of its ingredients being essential for the perfect Pimm’s!


Ingredients | For one already grieving Wimbledon

  • 1 banana, roughly chopped
  • 8 strawberries, de-stemmed and halved
  • 1/4 cucumber, diced
  • Juice of 1 lime
  • 150ml coconut water
  • A few splashes of water


  1. Prep all the ingredients and pop them in your blender
  2. Whizz around until it’s as smooth as Federer’s tennis
  3. Serve!
  4. Enjoy as the match hits off!

The tournament has been something else this year. There have been a lot of upsets and injuries; a lot of amazing tennis to celebrate. I’ve been sad to see Konta (although she SMASHED it getting that far) and Murray (although it sucked to see him in so much pain) get knocked out but it’s still been an ace couple of weeks. Every single tour has been outstanding. I’ve stopped being a complete idiot and have dipped in and out of all tours, not just the men’s after realising I was accidentally being lazily sexist by being a bit less interested in the women’s tour. Those women are incredible. So I’m going to enjoy my smoothie and get myself to Cardiff to soak up the last few hours of my favourite tennis tournament.

~ Kat ~

Simple Skincare, Happy Skin

After years of neglect, I am now such a skincare nerd. During exams my skin was angry with me being a little more relaxed about it than I had previously been this year; weirdly, it became worse immediately after my final exam. I was already planning on treating myself to some new skin products and when I saw the already affordable products by Simple were on offer while I was shopping, I popped a few bits and bobs in my basket last month. I have always been a fan of the moisturiser – hydrating but not too hydrating for my oily skin – but have rarely bought their other products.


Simple bath cream is divine. Despite adoring baths, they are a luxury I don’t seem to allow myself very often. I have, however, been testing out this when my body feels super tired- which it has done recently. It feels like bathing in warm milk (in a really great way!), smelling subtly clean and leaving my skin feeling really quite soft. After a long run, this is the product I need to calm my muscles down. Bonus: You don’t need to use much of the product at all.

Simple face wash is the cheapest necessity when it comes to face washes. Although I have sucked at being friends with my skin before this year, I have always frequently used face wash. Not only does it make me feel fresh in the morning, but it always seems to be the product that helps me out the most. This face wash is silky and smooth and never feels like a chore to use!


Simple facial wipes are a saviour. Make up wipes have never seemed to agree with me. Whether I get a shockingly cheap pack or spend a few pounds on them, my eyes hate them and become beyond irritated. Although I have tried these in the past, these are definitely my official staple make up wipe. They wipe off my eye makeup super quickly and don’t make my eyes hurt for one second. Finally. It even wipes off my waterproof eyeliner without complaining once.

It always shocks me how unbelievably affordable Simple’s products are. On offer, each product cost me £1.50. Not only do they look like they should cost more, I genuinely believe they feel like they should too. But I’m bloomin’ glad they don’t! I have been using these three products for the last month and a bit and, together, they are a dream. As much as I adore my Clarins products, Simple do the same job brilliantly.

~ Kat ~

What’s in my Bag? | Graduation Essentials

On Monday I am graduating from Cardiff University and after finally getting my outfit sorted (I left it very, very, very unbelievably late) I am super duper excited. I can’t wait to get suited and booted with my cape (that’s what it’s called, right?) and platformed shoes. For too many photographs. For lots of giggles with my favourite people. For a couple of glasses of champagne. I’m sure I’m going to feel just as teary as the High School Musical cast at the end of the trilogy and I’m most certainly going to be singing even more. As I am sure you are all so very eagerly on the edge of your seats so here is what I will be popping in my pretty new bag on Monday morning.


  • A pouch full of make up: Eyeliner; concealer; nail varnish. I’m likely to cry, sweat and chip every bit of make up possible on Monday. And I will be prepared for each and every occasion. If my eyeliner wings aren’t on fleek for the whole day I’ll never forgive myself. I didn’t spend nearly £30,000 for shabby photos.
  • Plasters: For any of mine or my friends’ SOS moments. High heels are not my thing and I’m hoping platforms will cause me less stress. But if not, I will be the mother of the group, a box of plasters at the ready to prepare any our blisters.
  • Socks: For when my shoes might get a little too intense. The shoes will be off and the trainer socks on.
  • Brush: Because my hair never works with me.
  • Hairbands: In case of the warm day the forecast is predicting, hairbands will save the day as they always do. Never underestimate a girl and their selection of hairbands. Never.
  • Purse: For obvious reasons… Bubbles.
  • Water: So I don’t get heat exhaustion on what promises to be one of the most fun days ever.

I will be posting a whole outfit post next week (so very Zoella of me!) as well as documenting the very day itself. The celebration will begin on Sunday, chilling in a sports bar to catch every brilliant moment of the Wimbledon final (even though my Murray will not be there) with Pimm’s and excited butterflies for the following afternoon. *Goes back to bedroom to plan all of the High School Musical esque squad pictures.*

~ Kat ~

P.S. What’s in my Backpack? | Summer City Break Essentials

Three Cities

I have been fortunate enough to go on three adventures this last year. A quick “how to” to achieve the most fulfilling escapism? 1. Pack a bag; 2. Get on a plane; 3. Explore a city. Now considering myself a full-fledged professional city-breaker, I can whole-heartedly recommend that you jump on the bandwagon and spend a few days in a city, soaking up the culture, food, famous places and not-so-famous places. Dublin; Paris; Rome. When asked, “Where is my favourite place?,” I cringe and realise I can’t say one without saying the other two. It’s like picking between children, or picking between Harvey Specter and Mike Ross. Impossible. And, *drum roll per-leeease:* here’s why!

DUBLINDUBLIN. The city of four-leaf cloves, inviting accents and (most importantly) Guinness, Dublin is the most refreshing break away. Aaron and I visited to celebrate his 21st and, upon booking, I didn’t realise just how much it would tick off a hypothetical list that outlined Aaron’s Perfect 21st. The city is buzzing with history and culture; food and drink. The main attractions (The Guinness Storehouse, Dublin Castle and Temple Bar- not an exclusive list by any means) easily explain why Dublin is a must on your Where shall I travel next? list. In need of some deserved restbite or the sky is crying? It’s easy to dip into a lovely small chain or independent business, stopping for a Hop House 13 or a coffee (an Irish one, of course). We never escaped the excitement during our three days there and we never wanted to either. Dublin’s charm is undeniable.

PARISPARIS. The city of love; the city of grand buildings and wiry balconies. The story of Paris is told in its every nook and cranny. Dainty and magnificent; two words that are not twins anywhere else other than in the capital of France. Whether you’ve visited Paris or not, we all know of its history; its magical architecture; its love of wine. Paris is “my favourite place” (alongside Dublin and Rome, of course) because its beauty plateaus whether you’re staring at the Eiffel Tower or a white sparkly building that you’ve stumbled across when lost in the city. Nowhere is prettier than any other piece of the Paris jigsaw every building contributes towards. Pretty Paris, it should be renamed.

IMG_2551ROME. The city that needs not an introduction; “Rome” is its introduction. With reminders of our favourite history lessons around every – every – corner, nowhere makes you want to restart education and become a history lecturer more. Rome is purposefully imposing and unapologetically arrogant. We dare not forgive it; it doesn’t ask for it. The city is delicately strong with its buildings requiring our love and attention. Rome offers history and culture in abundance while we tourists try to avoid the ardent desire to pop into every gelato shop we pass. It’s a happy city; an excited one with buildings that hug the country’s culture, keeping it safe from the outside.

Have you been to any of the above? What’s your favourite city break you’ve been on?

~ Kat ~