It was pure chance that led me to discover Freiburg im Breisgau. I was coming from Basel, in Switzerland, and needed to make my way to Bavaria using the now-famous Deutschlandticket – yes, that was going to take a while. But faced with a limited choice of reasonably…
Winter in Poland is kind of magical. Snow settles over rooftops and cobblestones in a hush of white, and on those rare, crisp days when the sky clears, the low sun catches the colourful façades of Polish architecture, setting whole streets a glow in gold and rose. It’s…
Munich is a city that knows how to eat. And I had no clue, the first time I came. Because I’m French, and the French are famously, as we should – convinced that nobody cooks quite like we do. We’ll make the odd exception for an Italian pizza,…