Flying over the island of Kauai, Hawaii

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The island of Kauai in Hawaii is beyond breathtaking. We knew that if we had to splurge on one helicopter ride of our lives, it had to be over Kauai.

It is hard to recapitulate in words the landscape that we saw during our 1 hour helicopter ride, but it was nothing short of majestic. The Na Pali coast on the north was my highlight of the scenic flight, and boy did it blow us away. It might seem familiar as the setting for one of the earlier Jurassic Park movies. The cliff faces are distinctive and unmistakable, and resemble the buttresses of cathedrals you would see in Europe. Talking about art imitating nature possibly?

The Waimea Canyon on the west is equally stunning and in contrast to the rest of the island. This canyon, also known as the ‘Grand Canyon of the Pacific’ stood out in deep orange hues, peppered with lush greenery.

And let’s not dismiss the countless waterfalls that flow through the island. One an average day, hundreds of waterfalls can be seen coursing through the landscape of this garden island as they call it. I’ve never been a huge fan of waterfalls, but the waterfalls on Kauai are quite a sight to behold.



Paris’s Promenade Plantée vs NYC’s High Line

IMG_1263 IMG_1267 IMG_1270 IMG_1279 IMG_1289 IMG_1292 IMG_1295Paris’s Promenade Plantée has often been compared to NYC’s High Line, just like many other things that make these two cities so attractive. If you’ve been reading my blog for a while now you’ll know that I absolutely adore both cities and would jump at any chance to live in either of these cities. Not surprisingly I’ve been asked several times to compare both cities, a little activity that I’ve come to enjoy.

NYC’s High Line was one of many highlights we saw and it had this understated, industrialized quality to it that was authentic and quite frankly, extremely pleasant to walk on. The views of Manhattan cutting through Chelsea and the meatpacking district were a treat.

Paris’s Promenade Plantée was equally enjoyable with lush plants and flowers reminding you of summer at every corner. It had a more aesthetic quality to it, typical of the way the French do things. The Parisian buildings painted the perfect backdrop for the entire walk.

Which do I prefer? I honestly can’t answer but I like both (a reflection of my affection for both cities perhaps?). And as my husband would describe me as someone who likes to have her cake and eat it too, I’ll prefer not to choose one city over the other for now and just have both at different times 🙂

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Unmistakably San Francisco

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San Francisco has a lot to love about it. The Golden Gate, gorgeous Californian weather, and diverse suburbs to suit all lifestyles. But what caught my eye were the houses and architecture. Infused with a Victorian style, San Francisco houses are immaculate and so darn cute. If I could own a house anywhere in the world, it would have to be a San Francisco house (don’t quote me on this if I change my mind in the future!). When I think about which pictures best represent our take on San Francisco, it has to be the houses. So uniquely and unmistakably San Francisco.

A Gem in East Village, NYC

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East Village became our base as we explored the many boroughs of New York City. The streets of East Village have a certain vibe about it, almost like a mix of bohemian, down-to-earth, laid back style without trying too hard. East Village locals are effortlessly cool and not at all stuck up. We felt very much at home in East Village.

As much as I adored the quirky vintage shops and trendy eateries in East Village, nothing endeared me as much as the little creative garden that we stumbled upon a few days before our departure. The use of space in this concrete jungle amazes me, and every inch of this garden was put to good use. It was pure delight to find a garden built with such love and care. I imagined the thriving artistic community of East Village escaping to this creative space to find inspiration, or inner city dwellers pausing to find solace in this tiny haven.