My girlfriend and I had just seen the sun go down at the Rock Beach Bar and were on our scooter back to the hotel when we saw these guys looking around the sand. They served as the perfect foreground to the perfect sunset.
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Santorini is one of the many Greek islands in the Mediterranean, and is arguably the most beautiful place I’ve ever visited. The locals are friendly; the tourists are relaxed and there to have a good time, and the scenery is just unbelievable. You literally have to be there to soak in all of the island’s uniqueness.
The only drawback is that the island is really hard to get to. But isn’t everything that’s good in life?
If this isn’t Paradise, I don’t know what is.
One of the most beautiful places I’ve ever visited is Queenstown, New Zealand. The town calls itself The Adventure Capital of the World, and rightfully so. There are so many adrenaline-pumping activities available, the hardest part is choosing which ones to partake. My personal favorite was the Shotover Canyon Swing, but that’s a whole other discussion by itself.
I visited Queenstown during their winter, when The Remarkables was covered in white powder. The weather was chilly, but comfortable, and the air was the freshest I’ve ever breathed, especially after it rained. Having lived in smog-filled cities all of my life, the Queenstown experience was as refreshing as can be.
I broke off from my tour one morning and went to the lake while the sun was still waking up. I walked around the dock and saw this interesting steam ship. It turned out to be the TSS Earnslaw, one of the oldest tourest attractions in the area. It was getting ready to haul a bunch of passengers on another day’s worth of memorable journeys.
I loved how it was the perfect foreground for The Remarkables. Or is it the other way around?
One of my best travel memories was when I took a tour of Spain. Having been to Europe several times, country-hopping across so many different cultures in a short period of time, it was nice to stay in one country for a change. Not that the various cities across Spain were all the same; in fact, far from it. It was just good to see so much of one country during the same trip. Anyway, I digress.
I got into Spain a day early and roamed around Madrid aimlessly. Whenever I have all day in a new city with no set timeline, I tend to just grab a map and go. Since the whole city is foreign to me, I figured if I get lost, so be it. I might end up being pleasantly surprised. That’s how I felt when I stumbled upon the Parque del Buen Retiro. Now, it’s not like the park was hidden in some back alley, so I probably would have found it eventually, but it was still nice to see it while having no expectations whatsoever.
The park reminded me of Central Park in New York. First of all, it’s huge and in the middle of a dense city. Also, it has a lake that you can row boats on during the summer time. It’s just a very relaxing atmosphere where friends and family take a time out from the city and enjoy life. It also didn’t hurt that the Banda Sinfónica de Madrid held a free concert during my visit.
I’d have to say my trip got off to a good start.
Row Boats at the Park