Back in my hotel room as I slowly took one more whiff of the understated, yet exquisite, perfume that the store owner of OoLala had dabbed gently onto the insides of my wrist, I thought of my first day in…
Bohemian Rhapsody
Looking out from the balcony of our apartment in Old Town Vilnius, I could not have been more delighted. For down below, alongside the road that bordered the Old Town, flowed River Vilnele and across it a bridge that led…
Bluesin’ On the High Seas
It was meant to be a sunrise vodka party but no one wanted the night to end. As vodka in all its forms – neat, mixed, jello shots – were passed around, there was a scramble for that last more.…