Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The One & Only

On a day like today a girl could get confused. Staring outside my window this morning the sun was so bright and because of the heater running, I felt all toasty inside. For a brief moment, my brain told me it was summer. It made me long for a killer patio, a soundtrack of waves and friends conversing with no where to be but right where they are. If you need a little break from your computer or diaper duty soak these images up.




The One and Only Palmilla resort is a swanky celeb hot-spot in Los Cabos, Mexico. After all, it is only a short hop from LAX. The last time I was in Cabo, I was treated to some yummy drinks and appetizers at this posh oasis. Indulgent…yes. Amazing…absolutely. Humbled because of the ocean’s beauty…speechless.

Okay, that was fun. . . back to reality.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Craving Cachao

Maybe it is this dreary weather or the crisp air, but something today has me craving a Panini and take away cappuccino from a fine little eatery that my beau introduced me to about three and a half years ago in London town. The owner’s name is Jennie and her family’s shop is located in Primrose Hill, which might be might be my favorite hill of all the hills. This is partially because on the few coveted days that London’s skies are clear, the sights are breathtaking, complete with views of the Eye (giant Ferris wheel) and the city skyline. The other reason is because I finished reading the last Harry Potter on that hill. Chris recorded at a hidden studio that Coldplay recorded in and that is how he originally stumbled onto this delightful nook. A nook it is. . . it is tiny and spills out onto the sidewalk, which is great for people watching and reading the paper. It couples as a very fun gift shop full of silly treasures. This place, accompanied with Jennie’s sweet hospitality, makes Cachao an absolute must every time we bop across the pond. If you go, tell her we said, "Howdy, from her fans in Texas!"



Cachao
140 Regent's Park Road
NW1 8XL
020 7483 4411
Mon - Sat 11:30 - 20:00
Sun 11:30 - 19:00
Known for: light Sandwiches, Strong espresso, Chocolate for sure, plus wonderful pancakes, great bagels, ice cream & gifts

*Take the Chalk Farm Underground, the Northern Line and be prepared to do some walking. Cachao is on Regents Park which leads you to Primrose Hill. Primrose Hill is nestled between Camden Town and Regents Park.

I suppose I will have to settle for a cup of London tea, kp

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Haven in Paris


Haven: a safe and secure place
Paris: where a piece of my heart lives

Put it together: “A safe and secure place where a piece of my heart lives.”

Need I say more? Paris means so much to me, largely attributed to the season of life that brought me there and the much needed respite, play and beauty that it gifted me. I will never get over the glimpses of God’s handiwork there: the Seine, the art, the lingering lunches and breathtaking gardens. Paris feels like a best friend. The kind of friend that even if you haven’t talked to them in a really long time, you know that you are going to effortlessly pick back up, right where you left off. I have strong affections for Paris and the little French life I got to have. I know I will go back… I just know it.

This little rental service is what sparked my nostalgia for crepes, coca light and a language that isn’t my own. It is called Haven in Paris.


Wednesday is a great day for a macation (make believe vacation).
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