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On paper I should love Arambol. I mean really love it. There is an abundance of art and music, a multiplex of workshops in different disciplines ranging from ‘Indian Cooking’ to ‘Tantric Meditation’, a vibrant and eclectic music scene and, being a stone’s throw away from neighbouring party beach Anjuna or the uber-chilled out Querim, theoretically, there is really nothing to not like
I wandered through the cool flagstones of St. Vitus Cathedral, Chopin’s Larghetto in B flat filtering through my headphones, frozen by the afternoon sun burning through the massive circular stained glass window over the entrance of the Cathedral. In Prague, beauty seems to be taken for granted, apartment buildings adorned with intricate statues, mosaics, frescos, cobblestones, bridges and golden spires
For travelers seeking an interlude from active life in the form of life on canvas, look no further than the Centre Pompidou in Paris. But beware: the concept of the current exhibition, ‘Women Artists’ (Artistes Femmes), is neither for the faint of heart nor for the faint of stomach. Installed in May 2009, many of the pieces, which include painting, sculpture, mixed media, photography and video, are sexually charged, violent and vulgar
There is a strict “no camera” policy at London’s National Gallery, so while I don’t have any pictures of this adventure, I was fortunate enough to get my picture snapped at the top of the steps by a fellow lady traveler! (My favorite icebreaker with other solo travelers has always been the “would you like me to take your picture” swap!)
This past fall semester I went abroad to Italy. Our first stop on “the boot” was Florence, where we stayed for two weeks. Florence is an incredibly beautiful city filled with Renaissance masterpieces, leather goods, wine, gelati, cigarette smoke, scooters, bridges, tourists and of course, Italian boys