All posts tagged: solotravel

Solo-Travel Andalusia & Morocco: Seville – Cádiz – Tarifa – Tangier

With so many travels this year already made and published here, I haven’t managed to tell about one of the greatest ones last October until now. In fact, it had been my first solo travel in a very long while and somewhat meant the world to me. Having moved to Barcelona last summer and mastered all the new challenges, I felt like treating myself to an exciting yet relaxing trip. Living in Spain, the options are beautiful and endless obviously, so I decided to visit Andalusia and then cross over to Morocco. I first wanted to split those two destinations into separate postings but as I’m not selling any city guides here but rather sharing my experiences, I opted for placing it all in one. Which leaves you with dozens of images more to scroll through and me with a serious case of travel nostalgia. As you might have figured out by now, I’m quite the spontaneous traveller so I didn’t plan that much when booking a flight from Barcelona to Seville and one back …

The Vibrant and the Windy: Solo-travel Marrakech & Essaouira

There are places you want to return to every time you step on your flight back home. Morocco has had this spell on me ever since I set foot in the country. So even though I have a trip to Fez coming up in October, I couldn’t pass on the opportunity to slot in a 4-day-holiday to Marrakech and Essaouira this June. It was my third time in Morocco and my second as a female solo-traveller. I am asked very often how it is to (solo-)travel Morocco, so instead of only sharing trillions of photos in this post (but don’t worry: I have managed to accommodate nearly 70 images nonetheless), I will also share some experiences and impressions for those of you who are specifically interested in these topics. With a taxi I travelled 3 hours from Marrakech Airport to Essaouira at the coast for a very fair amount of 600 dirham (approximately 60 Euros). I did not choose the Supratours bus on this day because my arrival did not exactly match the bus times, …

Palermo – A Flamboyant Fresco

Unlike countless other destinations, a trip to Palermo was never really on top of my bucket list but rather a spontaneous booking out of my usual travel bug. With little idea as to what would expect me here I was on the brink to fall head over heels with Palermo from the moment the plane touched down. Picturesque architecture that makes you feel like walking through an open-air museum whichever alley you turn, nestled in the amazing nature of Sicily, dripping with an unbelievable food scene – both traditional and modern –, and markets and neighbourhoods that almost remind of the souks of Morocco: Palermo is a rough beauty and a dynamic metropolis on the edge of Europe. My lovely Speciale Apartment tucked away in a quiet backyard in the midst of the old town definitely played its part in making this early spring city break a wonderful adventure. The first evening called for some strolling through the neighbourhood of Albergheria and beyond. At the crossroads of Quattro Canti I came across the most charming Bisso Bistrot. This place …

Budapest – The Brittle Beauty

Budapest is one of those places I had had on my bucket list for years but always postponed in my travel plans for the one or other reason. A lover of crisp cold with some lack of snow home in Barcelona, I decided to finally pay the Hungarian capital a visit for a weekend in January. Arriving late on a Friday night, I began my strolls through -12°C (I wanted cold, I got cold!) Budapest early on Saturday morning. I have this thing for washed-out facade colours, abandoned places and everything fin de siècle so it was pretty obvious this city would take my travel heart by storm. In an unremarkable backyard I came across fekete, a lovely café in Erzsébetváros, the 7th district of Budapest. Excellent coffee and a soothingly hot shakshuka awaited me here. Warmed up, I continued walking through the city with music on my ears and first little snowflakes falling onto my face. And while it was getting colder and colder outside, I found countless cozy shelters around. A particularly charming one: Zoska …