As another eagerly-anticipated (?!) Valentine’s Day approaches, love has certainly been in the air at our St Margaret’s offices. So, whether you’re the type to need a reinforced letterbox for all those cards and presents this weekend – or are more likely to be found browsing microwave meals for one in Waitrose (sob) – we hope the following personal anecdotes warm the cockles of your heart. Names withheld to spare our blushes…
Where’s the most romantic place you’ve ever been?
• “Watching the sunset over the Tuscan hills and the red tile roofs of Florence from the top of the Duomo. Breathtaking, just like the stairs”
• “The 16th floor Gaja Sky Bar at the Swissotel, Istanbul, sipping cocktails while overlooking the Bosphorus. Bliss.”
• “As new (ish) parents…sheltering together in the pouring rain under a kagool, eating chocolate biscuits on the deck of the Isle of Wight car ferry to Cowes for our first weekend without the kids. As we huddled under the plastic, the storm passed over, a beautiful bright light cast over the water and seagulls swooped down to eat the biscuit crumbs.”
• “Enjoying the soft air, sweet spicy smells and exotic sounds of the busy Jamaa El Fna Square as we gazed down from the haven of our Marrakech riad rooftop cafe.”
• “Wintertime in the Blue Lagoon in Iceland. It’s at its most romantic at night, the stars twinkle overhead, the temperature is a few below zero, snow is falling and the steam envelopes everyone and everything. Its milky blue waters gently lap in the breeze and soothes tired limbs – it feels like your own private oasis. Hard to beat for an unforgettable experience.”
• “On a trek in Nepal, just outside Kathmandu, emerging from thick cloud to see the smoke rising from a beautiful Tibetan monastery – set against a snowy high mountain backdrop, with birds of prey circling languidly overhead and the distant sound of Buddhist drums. As we staggered breathless up to the monastery, there were hundreds of coloured prayer flags fluttering in the wind, a line of prayer wheels and then the wonderful bright orange robes and happy smiling faces of the monks.”
• “In London, you can dine at all the rooftop restaurants, cross all the bridges and stroll all the parks you want – but I’d dispute that any of those experiences comes close to matching the magic of a day on Hampstead Heath with your partner. The ideal scenario is this: choose a hot day and arrive during the peak of the heat. Dip in the mixed pool, then amble, arm-in-arm, up to higher ground for a lavish picnic overlooking London’s cranes, spokes and spires. After the pickled onions and prosciutto are all gone, bring out a blanket, and cuddle down as the sun slips away. A nice bottle of wine doesn’t go amiss, either.” (Nor breath mints, presumably, after this particular love picnic?!)
• “It’s cheesy I know, but my best Valentine’s day was spent in picture perfect Paris. A morning spent at the magnificent Musée D’Orsay, an afternoon spent strolling hand-in-hand along the Seine with no agenda, and an evening at a gorgeous little bistro in bustling St Germain de Prés. For me, Paris remains one of the most romantic cities in the world – its charming pavement cafés, picturesque cityscape, fantastic museums and indulgent food are still a winning combination when it comes to wooing your loved one.”
• “Catching the last little boat back from Bryher to St Mary’s on the Isles of Scilly after a magical day of autumn sunshine, spent meandering around the island and enjoying a delicious lunch of freshly-caught shellfish, washed down will a chilled glass of sauvignon blanc. I can honestly say I’ve never felt so relaxed and at peace. The seals we saw from our dinky vessel seemed to be enjoying the occasion too!”.
• “For me, it has to be Amed, a collection of small villages on the north east coast of Bali that’s so off-the-beaten track, I doubt we would have ever found it without the freedom and flexibility of a scooter. Dependent on salt-making and fishing rather than tourism, we woke every morning at sunrise to find the calm, big blue bay (no Kuta waves here) filled with hundreds of colourful sails as the double-outrigger fishing boats gliding back to shore with their catch. Silent and sublime.”
• “Lit each night by hundreds of hand-dipped candles, for breathtaking romance, it has to be the Hotel Casa Santo Domingo in Antigua, the old colonial capital of Guatemala. Dramatically overlooked by the brooding cones of three volcanoes, the former Dominican convent and church is an absolute delight. I burst into tears when we were shown our room – it was so lovely and individually designed, filled with lots of local touches. The perfect place to propose would be over dinner amidst the ruins of the old stone walls – very private and romantic, lit by candlelight but in the open air. You can also get married in the main church of the hotel – a good reason to return!”
• “Being rudely awoken at four in the morning by the honking and shouting of an impatient tuk tuk driver may not seem like it would signal the start of a romantic sojourn but Cambodia is full of surprises! Bouncing up and down along winding roads in complete darkness I wondered if I was mad, but all doubt dispersed when we arrived at Angkor Wat, the best-preserved temple at this awe-inspiring 12th century complex. We made our way to the ponds in front of the temple and took position for the sun rise, the sky turned from inky black to purple, pink then orange – particularly beautiful was the reflection of the temple in the water by my feet.”
Mark Carwardine, the wildlife presenter, amused the audience at last year’s Paul Morrison Guide of the Year Awards, run by Wanderlust magazine, at the Royal Geographical Society. He courageously sat on stage with interviewer Derek Moore (AITO’s Chairman/Founder Director of Explore) while a clip of a parrot trying to mate with his head appeared on the (very big) screen above him. The parrot had taken a fancy to Mr Carwardine while he was filming a BBC “Last Chance to See” series with Stephen Fry.
Now we learn, courtesy of The Daily Telegraph, that New Zealand has appointed the kakapo, a rare parrot just back from the brink of extinction, as its ‘spokesbird for conservation’. What a hoot! (Or should it be what a squawk?)
I’ve collated various tips for hot travel destinations in 2010, and displayed them all, with explanatory description, in one Google Map. Click the grab below to go through to the map itself – and enjoy! Richard.
Earlier this year I spent five months working in a tourist office in the South of France. Before starting I really wasn’t sure quite what to expect, and was by no means ready for the stream of strange and curious questions which would end up coming my way. Nothing had suggested that the tourist office would turn out to be a general information office or that the majority of ‘tourists’ would, in fact, be local residents.
People seemed to see us as having a variety of functions. A particularly memorable question came during my first week when a middle-aged lady came in to ask where she could buy a canary. Thinking there must be a misunderstanding and blaming my rusty French, I double checked that it was a little yellow bird that she was after. It was. She was not alone in viewing us as a sort of shopping advisor, and weeks later I was asked for the whereabouts of a shop selling wine bottle corks, and one which stocked books on witchcraft.
To other people we were more of a meteorological office. An old man once wanted to know the precise timings of the forecasted rain in order to schedule when his wife could hang out her laundry, and fairly late into spring I was questioned on the closest place with snow.
Numerous occasions saw us being mistaken for a travel agent and being asked to book flights to Madrid or on the best way to get to Ibiza. Another favourite was when a clearly very local couple came and asked whether there was a time difference between where we were, and the north of France. You really never knew what was coming next!
Perhaps people had reason to come in with strange requests. It’s true that along with the town maps you might expect to receive in a tourist office, we could provide maps and guides to any EU capital, to most French ski resorts and to France’s various overseas départements and territories.
It’s worth remembering, and next time you find yourself in France with a tourist office nearby, you really can go in and ask quite literally anything. Helena Hamlyn.
Inspired by David Whitley’s great effort, we at Travel PR have decided to create our own festive brainteaser – because everyone loves a Christmas quiz. See how well you do, and please let us know – 25 marks up for grabs. Answers after the festive picture, below.
1. How many islands make up the Faroes?
2. Where is the biggest carpet in the world found?
3. How do peppercorns grow?
4. Paris is famous for its arrondisements – but how many are there in total?
5. London is almost exactly due north from which West African capital – A) Accra, B) Yamassoukro or C) Monrovia?
6. In Marrakech, a popular thing to buy in the souks are ‘babouches’. But what are they?
7. Which classic London landmark is famously afforded an uninterrupted view from King Henry’s Mound in Richmond Park – A) St Paul’s Cathedral, B) Big Ben or C) Canary Wharf?
8. In which UK county could you sample Star Gazey pie, an acquired taste featuring fish heads and tails peeping out from beneath a pastry crust?
9. Everyone’s heard of the Big Five – lion, leopard, elephant, buffalo and rhino – but what are the Little Five?
10. Where is Portugal’s highest peak located?
11. What is the French meaning of ‘Marmite’?
12. On which island in Greece is Icarus said to have flown too close to the sun and melted his wings?
13. In Morocco, what kind of trees do goats climb?
14. Which is the most-visited country in the world?
15. Where is the highest dune in the world?
16. Which town in France where 10,000 German soldiers were killed by Allied forces in 1944 was also the birthplace of William the Conqueror?
17. Which two countries in the Middle East are planning a causeway between them which will be the longest fixed link in the world?
18. Which village in Ireland was once the centre of the flying boat world in the 1930’s (as the main stopping off point between Europe and N.America) and is also reputed to be the home of Irish Coffee?
19. What is the last divided city in the world?
20. Which European principality could fit into an area the size of Hyde Park?
21. What is the most northerly capital city in Europe?
22. Can you name the capitals of England’s three World Cup Group C opponents - Algeria, the USA and Slovenia? (A point for all three; half a point if you get two)
23. Which country this summer changed the side of the road on which it drove, moving from the right to the left after 100 years?
24. Which is taller – the Statue of Liberty or the Statue of Christ the Redeemer, in Rio?
25. And in which country is the tallest statue in the world?
1. 18 – located between Scotland and Iceland, they are Danish.
2. The new Sheikh Zayed Mosque in Abu Dhabi. It took 1200 women in Iran 18 months to make, and was completed in situ. Even experts can’t tell where the joins are.
3. On a creeper a bit like ivy, which grows up a tree. The peppercorns dangle down like exotic earrings.
4. 20
5. A) Accra
6. Slippers (shoes is acceptable).
7. A) St Paul’s Cathedral
8. Cornwall
9. Leopard Tortoise; Rhinoceros Beetle, Ant Lion, Buffalo Weaver, Elephant Shrew.
10. On Pico, a tiny island in the Azores
11. A cooking pot (or stew pan) – there is a picture of one on the Marmite label.
12. Ikaria
13. Argan trees
14. France – though Irish visitors are expected to be scanter in 2010.
15. In Peru’s Sechura desert
16. Falaise, in Normandy
17. Bahrain & Qatar
18. Foynes in County Limerick
19. Lefkosia (formerly Nicosia) in Cyprus
20. Monaco
21. Reykjavik
22. Algiers; Washington DC; Ljubljana
23. Samoa
24. The Statue of Liberty, 46m to The Statue of Christ the Redeemer’s 38m
25. China – the 128m Spring Temple Buddha in Henan
My friend Katy Regan and I went on our second mini-break recently. Mini-break number one was to Barcelona in the summer of last year, this time we decided to take in Tallinn. In both cities we did hours of walking but Tallinn by comparison is much, much smaller and more compact than Barcelona and easier to navigate around, although I wish I hadn’t insisted on wearing heels all the time – not the best choice of footwear for cobbled streets, stylish but silly.
Luckily for my feet we took lots of minimini-breaks within our mini-break and stopped off for many hot chocolates. And when I say hot chocolate it really is chocolate – made from melted chocolate, thick and gloopy. Sensibly, when we visited the Chocolaterie Cafe in the tucked away courtyard off Vene street, we stuck to just eating chocolate – white, dark, chili, nutty, fruity plus a piece of (savoury) quiche thrown in – rather than eating and drinking chocolate, that would have been greedy. We sat (and ate) in the softly lit, cosy establishment, furnished with comfy sofas, velvet throws, burgundy tablecloths and tassled table lamps for quite a while – a great setting for writing one’s novel, Katy said (her second – we’re so proud – the first one is called ‘One Thing Led to Another’).
The first chocolate drink was consumed by the Mayans over 2,000 years ago – cocoa beans were ground and mixed with water, cornmeal and chili peppers.…….today there is a multitude of hot chocolates all around the world. You have the really thick cioccolata densa in Italy, Mexican hot chocolate made from semi-sweet chocolate, cinnamon, sugar and vanilla, there are particular brands of breakfast hot chocolate in France and a pudding-like consistency is traditionally favoured by the Spanish. Here in the UK, similar to the US, a thin version consisting of cocoa powder, sugar and dry milk made with hot water is prolific – in Starbucks you can get a ‘skinny hot chocolate’ – no fun hot chocolate, that’s what I call it and nowhere near as satisfying as the buttery liquid dessert we enjoyed at the New Art Museum Kumu in chic Tallinn, made directly from a bar of chocolate. I consumed 1.5 of these gluttonous treats, Katy just 0.5.
So where in the UK can you find equally decadent delights ? Coco Chocolate in Edinburgh produces a luxurious selection of organic chocolate and offers the delectable drink with high cocoa content and all of the necessary cocoa butter, the West Winds Yorkshire Tearooms serve frothy Green and Black’s hot chocolate, with milk, there’s the nationwide Hotel Chocolate whose motto is ‘Less sugar, more cocoa’ or if you pop into Travel PR, we can offer you a mug of hot chocolate, thanks to Galaxy! Mika Bishop.
For somebody who has never watched a live cricket match, never mind played it, it was a brave step to attempt my first cricketing appearance against a crack Indian outfit at the AITO conference in Cochin, Kerala, last Friday. All the more so when I saw how fast the first few deliveries whizzed by our opening batsmen.
Every year at the AITO Conference, Steve DaCosta from Sports Tours Ltd lays on a sporting challenge where we play a local team. Playing the Spanish at football and the Indians at cricket is a wonderful occasion but to stand any chance of winning a game, we need to be playing the Spanish at cricket and the Indians at football.
The famous pink cricket ball
As somebody who has played a range of sports, cricket has always appeared to be a sport that seemed slightly pedestrian. Hurling, with 15 other mad Irishmen chasing you with sticks and trying their best to beat the living daylight out of you, was a slightly livelier prospect. However, despite my sporting nous, I was dispatched to the outfield as a fielder, facing the batsman at approximately five o’clock on the field; somebody more knowledgeable than I can tell me what position that’s called! The first ball that came my way went over my head like a rocket, on its way into the Indian sky, as everyone shouted “catch it, catch it”. Easy for them to say as firstly, I barely saw it, secondly, I’m not ten foot tall and thirdly, I value my fingers a bit more than sticking them in front of a missile travelling at 80 mph. Still the next ball to come my way was far more manageable, a nice height, not too fast and as it approached I imagined the cheer of the crowd for this cricketing rookie, the appreciative drinks that would follow as I was constantly slapped on the back and congratulated for being a natural. As it fell down to earth, I was perfectly positioned and it sailed into my hands, a perfect catch but the momentum of the ball caused me to trip on the boundary, fall on my backside and I ended up over the other side of the rope, gifting the Indians a six. Slaps on the back did not follow although slaps of a different kind were now more likely to follow.
Batting was a going to be a doddle; I’m pretty handy at tennis and how to drive a hurling ball (sliothar to those who want the technical term) ninety metres down a pitch. As I expected this to be my one and only cricketing experience I intended to take a swipe at anything that came my way and send the errant bowler all around the ground. The moment came as I faced my first ball and as it slowly left his arm I panicked. I connected and the ball was hit 20 feet into the air, but sadly only three feet in front of me into the grateful arms of a fielder. My batting career had lasted one ball and twenty seconds, far from a glorious innings. Still, I had the consolation of being one of the first people ever to play with the new pink cricket ball, courtesy of Colin Gibson at the ECB and for seeing the happiness on the opposition’s faces at their victory.
My first cricketing experience was thoroughly enjoyable and a wonderful sense of camaraderie between both teams was apparent. Although I never expected to play cricket for an English team in India, I can’t wait for the next time to make amends for my dismal performance and rescue my reputation. Ian Bradley
Amsterdam’s canals were particularly pretty in the August sunshine, and the waterways offer a great way to see some of the key sights. We admired the skill of our captain, manoeuvring what was a wide and heavy traditional barge from one canal into another – some nifty wheel-turning and spot-on judgment was called for!
One of the more unusual sights was a multi-storey bicycle park – along the same lines as a multi-storey car park, but for bicycles… Quite how the owners ever located their bikes on their return was beyond me – there were thousands upon thousands of bikes all crammed in together. The houseboats lining the canals were pretty impressive, too, with floating decks moored adjacent to the boats to allow their owners outside space for a spot of sunbathing and relaxation; it looked very soporific to be rocked by the wake of passing craft, although not exactly private! My favourite mooring was the floating cat sanctuary, De Poezenboot (puss in boots). An odd mix, cats and water, but the residents seemed unfazed and calmly watched the world drift by from their respective perches on board.
Staying on the down low in Amsterdam
I remembered the Indonesian “rice tables” – a legacy from Dutch adventurers visiting the Far East – from a previous visit to Amsterdam, probably 30 years ago. This time around, we sampled oysters and sophisticated seafood treats overlooking a large inland sea at Restaurant Nevy for lunch and a sumptuous evening repast at the Silver Mirror restaurant (De Silveren Spiegel), in a building dating from the early 1600s. Similar to Anne Frank’s story – but with a happier ending – an entire family had escaped the Germans during the war by hiding in a tiny space in the restaurant’s attic while the Germans caroused below. The family’s grandmother died while in the attic and they had to wait until late at night to take her body out and arrange it on the pathway to look as if she’d keeled over and died on the spot. In today’s free and easy Amsterdam, it’s very hard to imagine the privations suffered by many during the war-time years. Sue Ockwell.
In anticipation of Grandparents’ Day this Sunday (4 October), that’s the question Travel PR has taken on to the streets of south west London…with some surprising (and, OK, some unsurprising results).
Interestingly, competition for the top spot was a case of sibling rivalry between the high-achieving Attenborough brothers, with Sir David Attenborough (17%) claiming the Dream Grandad title just ahead of Lord Richard (13%). Terry Wogan (10%) – soon to depart from Radio 2 – wasn’t far behind. Popular children’s author Roald Dahl (3%), Harry Potter favourite Dumbledore (2%) and the sweet-toothed mustachioed man from the Werther’s Original advert (2%) also made it on to the list…
Travel PR’s Dream Grandads’ Poll – the results in full
1st Sir David Attenborough (17%) 2nd Sir Richard Attenborough (13%) 3rd Terry Wogan (10%) 4th David Dimbleby (9%) 5th Bruce Forsyth (8%) 6th Sir Anthony Hopkins, Sir Sean Connery (4%) 7th Sir Alan Sugar, Roald Dahl, Jonathan Ross, Sir Geoff Hurst (3%) 8th Dumbledore, Father Christmas, grandad from the Werther’s Original advert, Sir Philip Green, Ian Wright, Richard Arnold, ‘my own grandad’ (2%) 9th Morgan Freeman, Alex ‘Hurricane’ Higgins, Sir David Bellamy, Stephen Fry, Johnny Cash, George Clooney, Arnold Schwarzenegger, Prince Phillip and Sir Michael Parkinson (1%)
And, given that a grandparent who looks after their grandchild just one day a week saves parents in the region of £3-£5,000 per year, isn’t it time to treat them to a holiday? How about these suggestions from Travel PR? Camilla Colley
Parisian artists Akiko Ida and Pierre Javelle have imaginatively transformed food into a variety of landscapes in their mesmerising minimiam collection. The photographers have devoted hundreds of hours into tricking onlookers with tiny painted figures and props to make their scrumptious settings seem real at a glance. Feast on the masterpieces in Biarritz, France, from October 6 to 24, and Mérignac from October 30 to November 28. Camilla Colley.
Heavenly hot chocolate in Estonia
Wednesday, December 9th, 2009My friend Katy Regan and I went on our second mini-break recently. Mini-break number one was to Barcelona in the summer of last year, this time we decided to take in Tallinn. In both cities we did hours of walking but Tallinn by comparison is much, much smaller and more compact than Barcelona and easier to navigate around, although I wish I hadn’t insisted on wearing heels all the time – not the best choice of footwear for cobbled streets, stylish but silly.
Luckily for my feet we took lots of minimini-breaks within our mini-break and stopped off for many hot chocolates. And when I say hot chocolate it really is chocolate – made from melted chocolate, thick and gloopy. Sensibly, when we visited the Chocolaterie Cafe in the tucked away courtyard off Vene street, we stuck to just eating chocolate – white, dark, chili, nutty, fruity plus a piece of (savoury) quiche thrown in – rather than eating and drinking chocolate, that would have been greedy. We sat (and ate) in the softly lit, cosy establishment, furnished with comfy sofas, velvet throws, burgundy tablecloths and tassled table lamps for quite a while – a great setting for writing one’s novel, Katy said (her second – we’re so proud – the first one is called ‘One Thing Led to Another’).
The first chocolate drink was consumed by the Mayans over 2,000 years ago – cocoa beans were ground and mixed with water, cornmeal and chili peppers.…….today there is a multitude of hot chocolates all around the world. You have the really thick cioccolata densa in Italy, Mexican hot chocolate made from semi-sweet chocolate, cinnamon, sugar and vanilla, there are particular brands of breakfast hot chocolate in France and a pudding-like consistency is traditionally favoured by the Spanish. Here in the UK, similar to the US, a thin version consisting of cocoa powder, sugar and dry milk made with hot water is prolific – in Starbucks you can get a ‘skinny hot chocolate’ – no fun hot chocolate, that’s what I call it and nowhere near as satisfying as the buttery liquid dessert we enjoyed at the New Art Museum Kumu in chic Tallinn, made directly from a bar of chocolate. I consumed 1.5 of these gluttonous treats, Katy just 0.5.
So where in the UK can you find equally decadent delights ? Coco Chocolate in Edinburgh produces a luxurious selection of organic chocolate and offers the delectable drink with high cocoa content and all of the necessary cocoa butter, the West Winds Yorkshire Tearooms serve frothy Green and Black’s hot chocolate, with milk, there’s the nationwide Hotel Chocolate whose motto is ‘Less sugar, more cocoa’ or if you pop into Travel PR, we can offer you a mug of hot chocolate, thanks to Galaxy! Mika Bishop.
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