Despite my aversion to the heat and attempts to stay in cooler climates, I’ve spent my last two summers in Europe. I’ve melted on the sidewalks in Paris and spent hours inside Italian churches trying to keep cool. Here are my favourite photos from my summers in Europe.
Is that Santa holding a butt plug? And a sculpture of oil drums? Welcome to the absurd world of public art in Rotterdam. So many European cities are renowned for their public art. Rotterdam, in The Netherlands, isn’t one of them. But it should be.
Markets are one of the oldest institutions in the world. Before supermarkets and chain stores, people came together at streets and squares to buy what they need. They were a place of trade and gossip. I love visiting markets when I travel. While some exist as a tourist attraction, others remain an insight into their community.
A silent disco? Before I set foot inside the gate of Music Meeting, an annual festival at Nijmegen, I’d never heard the term before. But two hours later, I was a BIG fan.
Jan van Heldon was eight years old when his hometown of Nijmegen was liberated in 1944. He shared his story as he guided us through Holland’s National Liberation Museum.
Visiting the Honest Shop in Coniston is like stepping back in time – back to an era when dinner was always homecooked and your clothes home made.
If I gave you $1000 to pursue ANY idea, what would you do? The possibilities are as endless as they are awesome.