I have slept curled up in a ball on an airport floor. In the backseat of a car. In a teepee. I have even slept under a canoe. But by far the most unique place I have ever laid my head down is in a tree house.
Istanbul is a textbook case of ‘east meets west.’ The city on the banks of the Black Sea is technically located in both Europe and Asia, and the influences of each are obvious.
I have a confession to make. I have a wee obsession with bubbles. Champagne, Prosecco, Brut—you name it, I’ll guzzle it. So when I visited France, I made sure to spend a day in the gorgeous region of Champagne.