Cape Town frequently gets voted as one of the world’s most beautiful cities. I think it is a combination of mountains, ocean and charming buildings that does the trick for most. I do official know the reasons to visit Cape Town which make it so very appealing. I remember a time when I was incredibly grateful to have a commute with either a mountain or an ocean view, I tend to not be awed by the city’s beauty anymore. I lived there for too long and with that, I think came a mix of taking it for granted and also being able to look behind the scenes. The traffic is still horrid, all charming buildings are owned by white people and the mountain regularly burns because people are assholes.
People like hotels that feel like home. I disagree. Strongly. While I technically don’t have a home right now, I think the whole point of staying in a hotel is that it ain’t like home. I want crisp linens and someone who makes my bed (a habit I have not gotten into ever not even as an adult), I love a minibar and pretend it’s always free, and I love making a mess within 5 minutes because I know I can leave the next day and will just move said mess into my suitcase.
No, really, I don’t mind that hotels are nothing like a home. Having that said, though, there are some I would like to make my home.
I did not stay in Ubud for very long and only realized that it definitely hadn’t been long enough when it was too late. Ubud is quite wonderful and despite being very touristy I immediately liked its vibe and its restaurant scene.
Honestly, I was not a big fan of Indonesian food in general, but Ubud may as well have been on a different planet – the food options were amazing and I was sad not to get to eat everywhere I wanted. Or to eat certain dishes again and again. Yes, I’m looking at you, Gado Gado!
I think we can all agree that the world has gone a bit mad right now, regardless of which side of the political rainbow you stand. And with this mad world, the question comes up again and again if travel blogger should talk about politics or if it is none of our effing business. There seems to be no right or wrong… damn it if you do, damn it if you don’t.