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WELCOME. I'm Annika and the Midnight Blue Elephant is my blog. I travel between adventure and luxury and some of my favorite things are finding Nemo, noodles & champagne! Keen to come looking with me?

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Looking for a place to rock the kasbah in Marrakech? Look no further, La Sultana is your place to do just that and feel like a princess at the same time.

Marrakech is an ideal city to live out all your Arabian Night fantasies so it was inevitable that it would become my city, I always preferred Jasmine to Cinderella.

That even holds true when you are traveling alone or in my case, with my father. All you need is a room at La Sultana and Rock the Kasbah on your play list.

When has the motto sex sells become part of a travel blogger's credo? Since when has it become more about the perkiness of your bum than your adventures?!

Today I want to gossip a bit, if I may. Just a little rant with a question to it, which I hope you, dear reader, can answer.

So here is goes…. On my recent India trip and in general I have noticed an increase of travel bloggers pretending to be fashion models and a whole lot of nakedness. What is up with that?

Exploring India through its food was my favorite in Delhi and Kerala. Here are my best tips on how to avoid getting sick in India and eat everything.

I think one of the things that people are equally fascinated by and at the same time scared of in India is the food. How to avoid getting sick in India is a big question that trip planning evolves around.
I was no exception and to be quite honest, I wasn’t all that excited for the food overall. While I love many Asian flavors like Thai, Vietnamese, Sri Lankan and couldn’t even be deterred by the spider legs Cambodia offered, Indian has never really been my cup of tea.

My first time in India was so different than I excepted and everything I could have hoped for. A story of beautiful chaos, big smiles & blue dogs.

India. I have dreamed of India for a long time. Actually, since I was a little girl watching movies of princesses and tigers. I would wrap tinkling anklets around my feet, paint a bindi on my forehead and put on silky harem pants to replay the scenes. My favorite piece from my dress up box was a red see-through scarf with dangling gold leaves, perfect for hiding my face just enough to pretend I was such a princess myself.
In my teenage year novels about the alleged romance of colonialism followed, making me long less for the romance but for the foreignness of this land. India.

Keen to find seahorses and get a thai bikini body? I will show you where and how - a mini guide to Ao Nang, Thailand.

Thailand is always a good idea and clouds make for better pictures. At least, that’s what I am trying to tell myself after I see the view from the balcony at the Ao Nang Cliff Resort.

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