Last year Phil bought his dad tickets to watch the golf up north near his home town, leaving me with no plans for over a week in the middle of July. When this realisation hit me this year, I quite quickly decided, fuck this, and after discussions with my pals, Eileen and Toni, we booked the most amazing resort in Corfu, Greece. Yes, that photo above IS OUR RESORT. Beach, tick. Pool, tick. Loungers and cocktails. BIG FUCKING TICK. We’ve booked three nights in mid July, hoping for hot, hot sunshine. Suffice to say, Phil was left a tad miffed that he was missing out on a beach resort holiday. But we still have North America coming… more on that later…
The best part about this resort is that it is ADULTS ONLY. So many beach holidays I’ve been on in July/August leave you surrounded by children. I love kids, but not when I want to sip my cocktail, read my book or get my boobs out so as to avoid tan lines.
The plan of attack now is to eat salads and hit the gym, so when I come to put on my new bathing suit, it looks as good as bloody possible.
What’s to do in Corfu? Well apart from getting a tan and reading a couple of books, we have inquired around some diving and snorkelling excursions. We’ll also have a wander around the town and test out the restaurants. But mostly I think we’re all in agreement on relaxing by the pool or on the beach. Even though we all travel to new spots every couple of months, it’s very rare to have an actual break and a holiday where you relax. Most of the time you’re out walking about and sight seeing – which I love – but sometimes you just want to do nothing and actually switch off. After our most recent adventure together, I envisage the weekend to just be a load of laughs and future stories to tell.
The man and I jetted off to the beautiful Czech capital of Prague this weekend. Boy was it freezing. Averaging -4 to 1*C (24-33 F) each day meant we had a grand excuse to pop into pubs and sipped mulled wine whenever we were on the move.
The whole city was beautifully kitted out for Christmas; twinkly lights, Christmas trees, Santas, huts selling hot beverages and ham. Hot roast ham! Everywhere! Everyone had raved about how cheap everything was, especially the beer. We were not disappointed; £1 beer! Although on day one we got a bit ripped off with the roast ham and somehow paid the equivalent of £12 for one plate of ham. Damn expensy ham, but so damn good with a dollop of mustard. By day three I was a bit over the food, I do admit. It’s all very stodgy: meat and dumplings. I was craving vegetables and the only thing on offer was pickled sauerkraut. Don’t get me wrong, the sauerkraut was yummy, especially alongside potato pancakes and spicy sausages, but steamed broccoli or grilled asparagus would have had me jumping for joy. It’s definitely not a city you want to visit if you’re eating a Whole 30 diet.
We walked around the city a lot, it’s small, so even though there are trams, buses and a metro we found walking just as easy. We wandered through the Old Town square, across the Charles Bridge and up the hill to Prague Castle. On our third day we went up the Town Hall Clock tower at dusk to view the beautiful square and lights below. We also did a bit of window shopping and drank beer in pubs whenever the cold got too much.
I can recommend Prague as a city break (if you’re in the UK/Europe) for a long weekend. I don’t think you’d need much longer than that to see everything, unless you’re a keen gambler because there seemed to be a Casino on every street corner! I also wouldn’t recommend going in January or February unless you love the cold – December was beautiful because of the Christmas charm, but I can see that Prague would be pretty as a summer spot too.