My perfect day in Paris: slipping solo across the Channel for lunch
There are many bloggers who are getting flack about sharing their love of travelling solo. It isn’t for everyone – but then neither are berets. It shouldn’t be a rite of passage shoved down the throats of unwilling accessories (see what I did there?), but simply another tool in the wanderlust arsenal. I have to say that as much as I adore my cheeky husband, I also love the chance to revel in sheer unadulterated… View Post