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27 Trips I Took When I Was 27

January 25, 2018 Jordyn Kraemer
 Venice

Venice

 Ibiza

Ibiza

 Positano

Positano

 Bangkok

Bangkok

 Whistler

Whistler

 Vietnam

Vietnam

 Hierve el Agua

Hierve el Agua

 Tokyo

Tokyo

 Amsterdam

Amsterdam

 Singapore

Singapore

 Maui

Maui

 Taiwan

Taiwan

 Malibu

Malibu

 Black Rock City

Black Rock City

 Bali

Bali

 Cape Town

Cape Town

 San Sebastian

San Sebastian

 Denver

Denver

 Careyes

Careyes

 Istanbul

Istanbul

 Slovenia

Slovenia

 Oaxaca

Oaxaca

 Koh Chang

Koh Chang

 Marrakech

Marrakech

 Seychelles

Seychelles

 Rome

Rome

 British Virgin Islands

British Virgin Islands

My passport is a double-wide. It holds the stamps of the many places that change my life everyday. Mindless blank stares, through the cheap glass barriers of customs, the ink dries and already begins to fade. Yet if I close my eyes, the memories of those places come flooding back to me. 

That tiny corner baker in Venice that opens at sunrise and housed all the hungry gondoliers. The jam-packed electronic shop in Tokyo, where I continuously yelled “selfie-stick” while pantomiming like a monkey with my phone, nothing. To the most spectacular sunset on top of Table Mountain in Cape Town, where I sipped local wine and stared in awe at the beauty around me. 

To the people who have helped me, loved me, and shared memories with me. Some of which, I’m proud to say, are total strangers. The beauty of traveling by yourself at times is the inevitable dependency you have on other human beings. Asking for directions, speaking different languages, exchanging multiple currencies, talking to complete strangers, all things that push me and force me to grow… daily. From first class plane rides to rickety overnight trains, bare bones camping to glitzy five star resorts… There is no right way to travel. No one can say how anyone should or shouldn't experience the world… 

The only requirement should be to see it. To feel it. To take it all in. With every breath, emotion, and sense alive in your body. Only then will it change you. Only then will you have felt the truest form of exploration both personally and geographically. 

There were more then 27 trips this year but these were the ones that I loved, that loved me back. Chase your dreams, fight hard, get creative and do whatever it is that you love everyday.

For me that’s travel.

Xx

In Travel Tags travel, trips, vacation, work, life, balance
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Luxury Trip To The Sahara Desert

January 13, 2018 Jordyn Kraemer
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My eyes slowly opened to the soft sounds of the wind. Confused and unable to place where I was, the fog of my peaceful night sleep began to clear as I took in the most calm, beautiful surroundings. I realized I had made it to the Sahara desert, one of my biggest dreams.

To be honest, it was even better than I expected.

I went on an incredible 4 night, 5 day journey through the Atlas Mountains. I met actual nomads, perused berber markets, ate more cous cous then thought healthy, I played the drums around a campfire underneath the desert stars. I learned how to tie a turban, how to properly pick dates, and learned the real meaning of trusting and letting go. This trip was absolutely once in a lifetime and will stay with me for the rest of my life. From the friendships that were built, to the amount of jaw-dropping moments shared. This journey was truly one for the books.

 

Day 1 & 2: Marrakesh 

Where We Stayed: Riad Anabel

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Riad Anabel:

Upon arriving at the Riad Anabel, I was amazed at how quickly I relaxed and felt at home. The rooms are well appointed, the staff is beyond accommodating, and the location couldn't be easier to get to. This is a great, and inexpensive place to call home during your explorations in Marrakesh, also the food here is to die for… see below.


Dining Like Queens

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Our first night in the Riad we ordered dinner on the terrace and oh my god did they deliver. One of the best chicken with olive and lemon tagines, the most addictive honey-almond salad, with spicy grilled vegetables, and fresh bread. I was in absolute heaven. Their breakfasts here are also unbelievable and are included in the price of accommodation! #thedream

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Day 3: Dades Valley 

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We left Marrakesh in the morning and hit the road towards the Atlas Mountains. I personally have never been anywhere in Morocco besides Marrakesh, so I had no idea where we were actually going or what to expect. As our elevation slowly climbed, each twist in the road brought new elements and landscapes that served as the backdrop for our road trip. We stopped at the Todra Gorges, a breathtaking hidden valley in the middle of the mountains. Fresh water was running between the high rock formations and nomads who lived in caves and mountain ranges over five hours walking gathered to collect their weeks supply from the spring.

We listened to their journeys, played with their children, and offered dates as a gift for them and their families. These wild spirits were ACTUALLY nomadic, and they lived everyday to the best of their ability. It was truly inspiring, especially considering every instagram-travel-blogger loves to call themselves a nomad… how different the true meaning of this word really is.

Where We Stayed: Chez Pierre

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After a long day of walking and exploring I found myself drifting to sleep in the car on the way to our hotel for the night. As our car slowly came to a stop, my heart leaped into throat as I saw the large, torch-lit hillside Kasbah that proudly stood before us. The Chez Pierre was this perfect blend of what felt like an upscale ski-chalet and a rustic-boutique hotel in one. The chef prepared a knockout four course meal that was complete with live music and authentic entertainment (sometimes a rarity in tourist driven places).

In the morning, I pulled back the heavy wool berber blankets and slowly crept to the window where the light was seeping through the gauzy curtains. I screamed when I saw the view. Our balcony let out to 360 views of the entire mountain range. Needless to say, this hotel is a gem in all aspects of the term.

 

Day 4: The Sahara

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After a delicious breakfast at the Chez Pierre we continued our journey onward. We wound through the mountains, stopping through Ouarzazate (the Moroccan Hollywood, where all the movies are filmed) for lunch and continued through the day. We drove through palm groves... where I demanded we stop to purchase more dates, as I’m not so secretly addicted to their sweet, nutty flavor. We visited a family-run shop where we purchased Djellaba’s and learned how to tie turbans. Outfitted for the desert we made our way onto the final highway. Until…

I SAW IT, WE HAD ARRIVED.

The sun was about to set and the red sand was blowing in spirals off in the distance. Mounds of sand stood like mountain peaks. We threw our bags into a pickup truck and began to drive up and down, surfing the dunes of the Sahara. I stared out of the window in complete shock, I felt like I was in a dream or an amusement park of some kind. It was a scene out of Aladdin, it was everything I thought it would be. Then, we stopped. We jumped out of the car and the warm, soft sand hit my feet. I thought of all the sand in all the beaches I’ve seen... yet this somehow meant the most to me. Naturally, we cracked open a few beers, took in the magical sunset from the top of a dune and eventually sauntered blissfully over to our camp.

Where We Stayed: Luxury Glamping

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In my (#blessed) life, I’ve had a fair share of “glamping”. From burning man RV’s to Coachella TeePee’s. But nothing comes remotely close to what was waiting for me just over the last red sand dune.

This camp was beyond five-star. Full electricity, outlets, a fully functioning bathroom with flushing toilets! I was in shock. The tents, bedding, even the mattresses felt like I was in a suite at the Plaza Hotel, yet just outside the door sat one of the biggest wonders of the world. The camp is thankfully quite small, only 4-5 other tents like ours and one “restaurant” tent. We ate in the “dining area” and I just sat there with my mind blown as I casually sipped on my lentil soup.

After dinner we all gathered around a large bonfire pit. We told jokes, played the drums, and danced wildly under the stars and the moonlight. We slept like babies and woke up in time to welcome the sunrise over the desert. After breakfast we explored the area, played around in the sand until eventually we saw camels off in the horizon. We each packed our suitcases, mounted our camels, and made our hour and a half journey back to civilization.

 

Day 5: Ouarzazate

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After our time in the Sahara we made our way back through the Atlas. On our way to Ouarzazate we stopped in one of the small villages as there was a huge local market that day. We walked around as farmers unloaded their produce, livestock, and anything else they’d been growing back where they’re from.

It was at this market that I realized we were the only tourists in sight. Which to me is an extremely incredible feeling, because I know it's authentic. This is their way of life and we were just lucky enough, because of our guides, to be able to experience it.

Where We Stayed: Dar Chamaa 

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Later on that evening we arrived at a hotel just outside of Ouarzazate. It was super chic and modern with high ceilings and a beautiful outdoor pool. We ordered wine as room service, put on face masks and full absorbed all that we had just experienced in the last few days. The hotel in the morning was bustling and beautiful. Breakfast had plenty of options and the room we stayed in was exceptionally comfortable. Defintely recommend! 

 

Day 6 Ait Ben Haddou & Marrakesh 

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On our last day we headed over to Ait Ben Haddou and had an absolutely wonderful time exploring this extremely large group of Kasbahs. We drank tea overlooking the village, watched as local artists painted with saffron, tea, and fire, and ogled at the many tapestries and handcrafted delicacies for sale within the Kasbah walls.

Later on our drive back to Marrakesh we stopped at another amazing yet abandoned Kasbah. After forgiving it’s ratty exterior you would find rooms that had some of the most intricate interior design details. Absolutely fascinating! 


 
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Overall, this trip was one of the most eye-opening and inspiring journeys I have ever been on.

At first, I was nervous about having done little to no research about where I was going. Everyone in America seems to overreact and make such a big deal out of the supposed “dangers” of traveling to a country like Morocco. But I can say with absolute honesty I never ONCE felt uncomfortable, threatened, nervous NOTHING. The guides know what they’re doing and every single person we encountered on our trip was nothing short of warm and hospitable.  

The team at Morocco Holiday Packages are attentive, proactive, well-networked, and overall incredibly genuine and kind people. They’re the reason this trip was as successful as it was and they’re prices are incredibly affordable. This trip has absolutely something for everyone and is a must to tick this off of your bucketlist. More information on how to book this trip below.

 

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Big thanks to my now Moroccan family... cant wait for our next adventure! 

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In Travel Tags travel, tours, morocco, sahara desert, luxury tours morocco, camel riding, visit morocco
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Breakfast in Bed at Llangoed Hall

April 24, 2017 Jordyn Kraemer
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There is nothing that says vacation to me more then ordering breakfast in bed. So when I woke up to warm flakey biscuits, freshly brewed tea, local clotted cream, and all the jellies and preserves a girl could dream of… it felt like heaven on earth. 

This was honestly what I would imagine as I would sit around a table with my sister and our dolls pouring tea out of Fisher Price plastic cups! In my imagination as a child, I was in a big, comfy bed, with long flowing locks, devouring the best cakes and teas imaginable. 

So needless to say, I love taking this time in the morning to wake up, collect my thoughts, savor in the goodness of fresh baked goods, and play princess with my big squishy robe and elegant interiors. 

It’s sometimes so surreal to realize the silly things you imagined as a child can come true in your adult life. It’s times like these that you have to honor and cherish that simple, wild imagination you still have within you. Unabashedly listening to this inner voice allows you the freedom to manifest your dreams and make them a reality.

In Travel, Lifestyle, Food Tags breakfast, breakfast in bed, wales, luxury, travel, llangoed hall, tea, fresh pastries
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Vagabond Snapshot: Northern to Southern Vietnam in 10 Days

January 16, 2017 Jordyn Kraemer
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A collection of the photos I took during my 10 day trip from Northern to Southern Vietnam. I went on a small group tour through Intrepid, and absolutely loved it. For more on each destination I visited see post below! Xx

In Travel Tags vagabond snapshot, photography, travel, lifestyle, vietnam, vietnam tour, photo journalism, hue, hanoi, ho chi minh city, hoi an, hotel, ha long bay
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Vagabond Diaries: A Complete Guide to Positano

July 7, 2016 Jordyn Kraemer
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With the windows down and the sun flooding the car, I sat on the edge of my seat like a kid on christmas morning. As we rounded the corner of what felt like a grand prix race track, the cliffside city from my dreams came into view. Cascading citrus colored buildings draped in greenery and bright flowers popped against the cerulean sea below.

The charming city of Positano has been on my bucket list ever since I saw Diane Lane escape there in Under the Tuscan Sun. After doing hours of research on how to get there, where to stay, what to do, and where to eat… I’ve decided to share my findings with you in this detailed travel guide on Positano. I hope you enjoy it enough to visit and see this wonderful place for yourself!  

 

Getting There:

You can get to Positano a few ways but the closest city with mass transport is Naples. So you can fly or take the train into Naples and then from there you have a few choices.

Via Shuttle- This is probably the most cost effective way to arrive, I did it on the way there and it was a dream. I booked a reservation through Positano Shuttle and the driver was waiting for me when I arrived at Napoli airport. Typically you share a large Mercedes van with other passengers around the same time, but my reservation was at an odd time in the day and they had a reverse pickup in Positano, so I paid €46 for a private van! Not saying this will happen every time but even sharing the ride to Positano for €30-€50 is amazing and a great option.

Via Taxi- For those with a large group or ones who don't want a shared ride there are taxis available at both the train station and the airport that will take you to Positano. You can also prearrange a private transfer through numerous companies with cost ranging between €90-€200 depending on the type of vehicle/timing and traffic.

Rent a car- For those who want to take their time on the way there, rent a car. The road from Sorrento to Salerno is called “the road with 1000 bends” and is actually a UNESCO World Heritage site with tons of places to pullover and take in the beautiful views/snap a few breathtaking photos of the coastline. Renting an awesome car and taking on those hairpin turns like James Bond would've, is an amazing way to start a trip to the Amalfi Coast. Having a car is also nice, as it also gives you the flexibility to explore neighboring towns like Praiano, Amalfi, and Ravello as day trips. I would've honestly done this option, but I'm a classic American who can't drive a stick shift, so my dreams of flooring it around the coast was sadly short lived.

Via Ferry- I found the ferry system to be a bit cumbersome to be honest, as there is no direct route from Naples to Positano. You have to first get a boat to Sorrento and then another boat onward to Positano. But this is a good option if you are looking to avoid traffic, want to see the coast by sea, or would get super carsick on the windy SS163 road. Ferries are very limited from September until late April, with a different summer schedule published every year in May.

Via Helicopter- for those wondering if they can just chopper to the coast, this is also a bit more complicated than it seems. There are options to take a helicopter transfer for those so inclined, however it will cost you a pretty penny and isn't a direct transfer as it’s impossible to land in Positano due to steep landscape and lack of landing space.I called a few places just to get an estimate… Rides go from Naples to Sorrento and then you’d have to arrange a car or boat from there. Prices vary depending on the company but are typically around €1000-1500.
 

What to Do:

Hike to a More Secluded Beach- There is a small but sweet little hike you can take from the main beach in Positano, up and over to another small cove beach that is virtually untouched. There is also a less crowded beach a bit further down with open loungers and a shack bar serving cold beers, mixed drinks, and small bites. You can find the small stone steps that lead to the path on the furthest rock wall all the way to the right, when on the main Positano beach (facing the ocean). Hike up the small stairs and up to a path that takes you around to the other side of the cliffs, I loved laying out here on my own knowing crowds of tourists were just around the cliffside.

Cooking Class at Buca di Bacco- I signed up for a cooking class at the esteemed Buca Di Bacco, as the forecast was meant to be stormy, and it ended up being one of my favorite memories from the trip. It was an absolutely fabulous experience. You arrive to the restaurant's large, open kitchen around 3:30pm and are given a glass of champagne and a goodie bag which includes your apron, cookbook, and gnocchi board. From there you are magically transformed into a proper italian chef (or at least I like to think so hehe) learning to make the classics like fresh pesto gnocchi, eggplant parmigiano, and individual margarita pizzas. The class hosts between 8-12 people, and has one master chef walking you through the recipes and two sous chefs that help expedite the small tedious requirements (like bringing the water to a boil, and putting pizzas in the oven). Once you’ve finished preparing this crazy large meal your entire class sits together on the patio of the restaurant and enjoys the day’s accomplishments over bottles of red and white wine. It is honestly so fun yet informative and is a great way to spend the afternoon. Prices for the cooking class is €120/pp and includes all the food, drinks, and gift bag. I compared this class to a couple others I saw in Positano, including one at Max Restaurant and this one was still the best class I could find.     

Day Trip to Capri- With so much to see and explore, a day trip to Capri is absolutely necessary if you are staying in Positano for longer than three days. There are large highspeed ferries that go to Capri from Positano almost every 30 minutes in the summertime and allow travelers to spend the day how they please. I personally recommend a guided small group tour by boat as they take you to all the sites including Tiberios Jump, the natural arch, the white, green and blue grotto, Villa Malaparte, the lighthouse, Marina Grande and more. This is nice as you don’t have to think or organize how to get to and from the grottos once on land. Another option is to organize a private boat for hire to explore the wonderful island of Capri at your own pace. It’s all just a matter of preference and budget.   

Take in the Views with a Sunset Cruise- I indulged in this excursion on my last night in Positano. I was so sad to be leaving and wanted one last memory of the coastline during the golden hour. So I booked a private sunset cruise and was absolutely delighted at how spectacular the views were. They drive you around the various small islands and coves, and explain small facts about the castles, buildings, and geography. Although I was by myself for this one, the setting is extremely romantic and would be an amazing thing to do as a couple. They offer beer, wine, and prosecco on board as well as small snacks.

Drinks at L’Africana- This infamous cave club is a great place to checkout on a Friday or Saturday night. Arrive right before the sunset and take in the surrounds with a cheeky cocktail and be prepared to dance the night away. This club opened in 1960, and is known for its great music nights. It is located in Praiano, which is a 20 minute drive from Positano, however the club does offer a shuttle service, and there is also a small marina, so it’s also possible to arrive by boat (I got invited to go to L’Africana by boat as my sunset cruise was wrapping up, so cool!).   

Day Trip to Ravello- Nestled up high above the Neapolitan Riviera, Ravello is a romantic oasis filled with charm and glamour. The views of the mediterranean coastline from this stunning vantage point strictly can’t be beat. Wander aimlessly through the gardens, terraces, and pergolas of a city visited by Jackie O, Greta Garbo, and Tennessee Williams. To get there take a short ferry (in summer season) to Amalfi and then a bus up, 20-30 mins depending on traffic, to Ravello.

 

Where to Eat:

Casa E Bottega- This charming designer shop and eatery serves up organic local foods perfect for a light lunch or snack in between the overloading of Italian carbohydrates. This cafe offers great vegetarian, vegan, and gluten free options which can be far and few between in the smaller cities in Italy. Whether you opt for a fresh squeezed juice or a glass of rose, the light and bright interior, combined with the to-die-for healthy options, Casa E Bottega is a must-visit.  

Champagne and Oysters at Le Sirenuse- The Champagne and Oyster bar at Le Sirenuse is a great place to sip on some bubbly while watching the sunset. Take in the sweeping views of the city while you munch on tartar, olives, and oysters. The best time to go would be during “happy hour timing” however at this classy establishment, you unfortunately won’t be finding ANY happy hour pricing... yet that view is worth every penny.

Da Vincenzo- This was where I went to eat the first night in town and I absolutely loved it. There was quite a long wait, but was made to feel much shorter thanks to the complimentary prosecco they give out to guests waiting for a table. Once seated, I ordered the zucchini blossoms as a starter and then indulged in their Tubetti ai Totani (a tubular pasta in what was similar to a vodka sauce) it was the best introduction to the cities rich cuisine. I also feasted my eyes on other tables orders of large lobsters, seafood pasta dishes, and fresh fish which also looked very delicious. Try and wait it out for an outside table to watch the cliffside light up once the sun has set. Truly magical!

Chez Black- This is a great beachfront restaurant that requires a reservations in advance. Chez Black is know for their rich pastas with “Positanese” sauces, their fish soup, quality meats, wide wine selection, and delicious desserts. It is also a great place to people watch during lunchtime, as it runs right up against the beach. Open for both lunch and dinner.

Gelato at Caffe Positano- Caffe Positano was my favorite place to get gelato, because the flavors were limited but very fresh and the two scoops came with a small cone on top! I loved it. I stopped here every time I walked from Casa Teresa to the beach, which was often. Thank goodness this city has so many steps to counteract my constant intake of gelato.
 

Where to Stay:

Casa Teresa- My first two nights in Positano, I rented a quaint apartment with a private balcony at the sweet and understated Casa Teresa. This family run place was in a great location, an easy 15 minute walk down the hills to the main beach. They have a beautiful terrace covered in potted plants with a beautiful view and the walls of the casa are covered in colorful flowers. The apartment was reasonably priced given Positano’s expensive nature, and there was a solid complimentary breakfast spread each morning. If you are on a slightly tighter budget, a bed and breakfast like Casa Teresa is the perfect way to still have the view and the charm without the pricetag.

Eden Roc- My last two nights I spent at Eden Roc Hotel and it was beyond stunning. I stayed in a Junior Suite that had a very large terrace that overlooked the entire bay, complete with a jacuzzi tub and whirlpool bath. The location was slightly closer, with the main beach only a 10 minute walk from the other direction. The food at the hotel was great, this was where I had that scrumptious prosciutto and melon, and bolognese with a view (pictured above). The rooftop pool was a bit dated, so I ended up just laying out on my private terrace. Overall, the customer service was amazing, they were the ones who helped me arrange my private sunset cruise, and the rooms were spacious and comfortable. This is a great option if you are a sucker for a mind blowing view with a jacuzzi on a terrace, I mean come on… what’s not to love. The slight jump in price was definitely worth it for a stay at the Eden Roc Positano.    

Le Sirenuse- If your budget allows, this place is the absolute cream of the crop in terms of where to stay in Positano. Think of walking in through the large white doors into an open lobby, where a white-gloved butler hands you a glass lemonade as you checkin, and the mediterranean breeze is blowing in from the sea through the open french doors all around you… yes… now you are starting to get the feeling of Le Sirenuse. There are three options for dining within the hotel: La Sponda, which is an incredible Michelin-starred restaurant serving up local recipes and ingredients. The Champagne Bar & Grill which is what I mentioned earlier for oysters at sunset, and Franco’s which is a bar on an al fresco terrace serving up specialty cocktails and wine. Getting a room at this swanky hotel is quite challenging, as it is extremely popular for honeymooners and couples, and is typically booked almost a year or more in advance.


In Travel Tags italy, positano, travel, travel guide, amalfi coast, food, hotel, beach, summer, where to stay
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The Queen of the Adriatic

June 15, 2016 Jordyn Kraemer
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With only my haphazardly packed weekend luggage, a oneway ticket for the boat to Lido, and a fresh batch of jet lag… I started my journey through the canals of the majestic city of Venice. I had just returned from my jaunt through Asia via Bangkok, Bali, Singapore, and Tokyo, when the opportunity to start my summer off in Europe quickly materialized. My first stop on my trip, was the Queen of the Adriatic, the sinking city… Venezia. 

I had only seen this cities marvelous setup in the likes of big hollywood movies. The scenes of acquiring keys to a wooden boat just in the knick of time to escape a plotted ambush or visions of James Bond perusing the canals after sending in his “resignation” flashed through my mind as we weaved past gondolas, under bridges, and eventually up to our charming hotel on the Grand Canal. 

The city was buzzing from the Architecture Biennale that was taking place on the east end, and the streets were filled with the throngs of summertime tourists scarfing down gelato and skipping across the pedestrian bridges, selfie sticks in hand. For me, I didn’t find the real Venice during a simple serenade of “That’s Amore” in my overpriced gondola ride. And it wasn’t in the square of Saint Marco, with its large bell towers and sea of pigeons. 

No. 

I found the real Venice in all her beauty in the misty morning, far before any tourist had opened their sleepy little eyes. The night before, a vigorous thunderstorm rolled in over the city sending travelers and locals scurrying for an awning, a cafe, or whatever form of shelter was nearby… I on the other hand snuck back to my hotel and was put almost immediately to sleep from the cooing of the raining and the booming of thunder.    

I woke at 5:30am the next day, flustered that I had crashed so early the night before. With the sun lightly peering in through my venetian window… I was summoned to the damp streets below. I walked along the corridors of my sleepy hotel until I reached the Grand Canal exit. I begin meandering down small streets with no direction, maps, or cares. And that's when I saw her. 

The real city, her real beauty was then and there for me to admire. I mindlessly followed the sounds that interested me, from a morning phone call taken from the balcony overlooking the small canal, to the sound and smell of the fresh fish being loaded into the Rialto Market before the big day ahead.

I followed three men in striped shirts until they turned off to their respective gondola stations, where they slowly unwrapped their protected, precious boats like christmas presents. I said “Buongiorno" to the street cleaner who was happily humming as he cleaned up the debris from the nights storm. I admired the buildings, freshly washed in the rain, that were vibrant in hue and elaborate in decor and to me, this was the real Venice, a regal queen wise and beautiful, filled with charm and subtle romance. 

I got to see a glimpse of her knowing face before she turned back into the bustling city of hopeless lovers, tourists, and lackluster cuisine… and to be honest, I wasn’t even mad. Because I got to see her, and I knew how she really was.

In Travel Tags travel, venice, italy, venezia, gondola, summer, getaway
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A Jungle Oasis in Seminyak

June 2, 2016 Jordyn Kraemer
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By the time my feet hit the warm water of my spiced citrus bath, I had been traveling by planes, trains, and automobiles for over eight hours. With my morning commute starting in the chaotic city of Bangkok, it’s no wonder my body and mind were craving a secluded, spa-like oasis in the heart of bohemian Seminyak. Twenty minutes after our driver picked us up from the Denpasar airport, we turned down the cobblestone path lined with bamboo that led to The Amala Resort. 

After checking in at the front desk, we were taken to the spa area and given a complimentary massage, while our bags were being brought to the room. These small thoughtful nuances, defined what a luxurious resort should embody. Whether it was the daily changeout of local tropical fruit in the morning, with information and even sometimes eating instructions, to the wide assortment of oils, soaps, lotions, and cremes available in endless supply to enjoy both in the private outdoor plunge bath or the steam shower (both conveniently located within the complex of our Spa Villa) was merely the icing on the cake. 

Being a yoga enthusiast, I was ecstatic to learn that the resort held a 90 minute yoga session every morning at 8am. After stretching, bending, and holding poses in the rising morning heat, I was always fully ready to indulge in the inclusive breakfast spread. I opted for one juice and one smoothie everyday, as I find it helps me fight any bugs I may have caught on the plane, jet lag, while giving me energy and hydration for the day. I also varied my selections each morning ranging from avo eggs on toast to organic yogurt muesli and fresh fruit. 

After these filling meals we would spend the days lounging on the sun beds, going for a skinny dip in our private plunge pool, or sneaking away on our rented scooter to catch the sunset on the beach. No matter what was on the daily agenda, coming back to our own little stand alone safe haven was one of the most refreshing feelings when traveling so far away from the comforts of home. 

This was the first stop during our 12 day stay in Bali, and it started the trip off on just the right note. With an incredibly attentive staff, helping us organize not only our scooter rental, and spa appointments but also a few beach excursions, and a property that is close enough to the beach but far enough out of the way to feel secluded, these private villas are the perfect way to explore all that Seminyak has to offer.

In Travel Tags bali, seminyak, travel, hotel, resort, villa, romantic, where to stay
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She's Likes Seafood by the Seashore

January 12, 2016 Jordyn Kraemer
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I remember being a little girl driving next to my grandpa in his vintage Mercedes. The smell of leather and Cuban cigars always gently and familiarly wafting in the car. With my little legs kicking up from the warm sheepskin seats, he would roll the windows down...

“Take a deep breath… you smell it?”

I would take a deep inhale and the immediate smell of the sea and salt in the air would wake me up and make me giggle with excitement as it cooled me.

His love for the ocean was the reason I forced down my first squishy bite of calamari, it was the reason my sister, cousin, and I would wake up at 4 in the morning to catch the all-day fishing boat in San Pedro. And with a fishing pole bigger than I was, he taught me the strength, beauty, and mysteries of the sea.

He is the reason, to this day, I know you should only eat seafood in a place where you can see the ocean. (I doubt he would consider the Hudson River a feasible excuse to eat oysters on Grand Banks... but I digress).

In his honor, no matter which beach town I’m visiting from Portugal to Hawaii... I always go on a hunt to find the freshest seafood I can, and this lovely meal was my latest jackpot served up in Esperanza at a local joint called Bili’s. This place was the recommendation of the local friend I had made earlier in the day, and we ordered the calamari, the poke tuna, and the daily paella which came complete with a half lobster.

My love and fascination in finding the most incredible beaches, is always backed by a quest for equally outstanding seafood thanks to my diehard, ocean loving, fisherman for a Grandpa. And I have to say, I think this little pastel ramshackle in southern Vieques would've been right up his alley. 

In Travel, Food Tags fresh, seafood, travel, vieques, puerto rico, local, cuisine
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Where to Stay Spotlight: Vieques

December 19, 2015 Jordyn Kraemer
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I recently ventured to the incredible island of Vieques, just a short flight (in which I flew in the copilot seat!) from San Juan, Puerto Rico. Within minutes of landing I was drinking a rum punch in the air conditioning of the W Hotel lounge at the airport, checking in and handing my luggage over to my driver.  

The resort was absolutely stunning, and very much my style. With bohemian, technicolor pods for sofas, a fresh juice bar, and panoramic views of the beach… I was in tropical heaven. My large studio room had an amazing balcony overlooking the pool and the ocean. I quickly threw down my suitcases, changed into my bikini and ran for the beach. 

After being escorted to the adult beach, as there is also a separate family one (thank goodness), I laid out, caught up on my reading and finally relaxed. Once I was in a full mediative state from the sounds of the ocean, a cool and cleansing swim, and a healthy dose of Vitamin D, I changed and went for Sunset Yoga. The instructor was very insightful, patient, and thorough… leading a mellow session on the pavilion overlooking the water.

I woke the next day, and got a red Jeep from the car rental company on property (which is extremely convenient for day rentals) and was off exploring the island. I went to Esperanza, which is on the southern part of the island and is filled with quaint seaside shops, restaurants, and bars. I spent the afternoon window-shopping, snacking, and relaxing with another fun dip into the ocean. When I arrived back at the hotel, the concierge had organized a night trip for me to the bioluminescent bay that Vieques is so famous for. I kayaked around the bay in complete shock as the water turned neon yellow and green with every stroke of my ore. It was one of the most incredible experiences in the world and I was still only five hours from NYC. 

The morning before I left, I indulged in their amazing breakfast menu. Ordering caramelized pineapple oatmeal, a fresh fruit bowl, and the smoothie of the day… I soaked in all the wonderful smells, and sights of the resort.

The W Hotel in Vieques is an amazingly modern yet beachy resort that is the perfect place to call home during your time on the island. Whether it was the relaxing yoga, their incredibly attentive staff, or sublime facilities… I had the most magical experience and will be returning to the island very soon. Xx

In Travel Tags travel, puerto rico, vieques, where to stay, hotel, beach, relax, W Hotels
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Escape to the Countryside

October 20, 2015 Jordyn Kraemer
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When living in a city like New York, it’s easy to get overwhelmed by the hordes of pushy people, the constant invasion of privacy, and the complete lack of the great outdoors. To be fair, I have grown quite accustomed to being smashed into a sticky, crowded subway car, or left screaming and freezing on the corner while Mr. Wall Street steals my cab.

But as every true New Yorker will tell you, there is one crucial secret to striving and surviving… And that’s to get out of the city and back into nature. 

On a recent trip through Sweden, I got to go back to the basics. I found myself skipping through rows of raspberry fields, mooing back to the extremely loud, but beautiful cows, and hand picking wildflowers from the garden in rain boots to compliment the scones made from scratch. 

There is something so revitalizing about being out in nature. Where time moves slowly and everything is fresh and alive. This trip to quaint and tranquil surroundings was absolutely essential for me to feel balanced and happy. Every morning we prepared breakfast which consisted of: fresh raspberries (that tasted like candy, bought from Hallongården Trelleborg- a local farm) warm homemade scones, Swedish apples, fresh juice, and tea. 

Crisp morning walks followed by evening writing sessions by an old stand-alone wood burning fireplace was exactly what the doctor ordered. Miles away from all the hustle and bustle of modern civilization... sometimes it's just necessary to escape to the countryside.

In Lifestyle, Travel Tags Sweden, countryside, escape, travel
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Breakfast in Dubai

September 16, 2015 Jordyn Kraemer
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Two days ago my fabulous plans to explore the islands of the Seychelles was swiftly detoured due to a huge storm over the Indian Ocean. I found myself trapped in Dubai after traveling for 17 hours from New York City. After waiting 4 hours, in a dodgy baggage claim center, I finally collected my long lost luggage and heading hopelessly to my hotel. 

Trying to make the most of this unfortunate change of plans, I have unapologetically indulged every morning in the incredible breakfast spread available at the Four Seasons in Jumeirah (where I am currently stationed).

Each morning I skip through the rows of tropical fruit, gathering the daily assortment, with a pitstop at the juice/smoothie station. Today I opted for their fresh papaya, pineapple, melon, berries, and blood orange (which I proceeded to eat like a grapefruit making a complete and chaotic mess ;)  Being a sucker for bananas & potassium, I also tried their fresh banana smoothie which was creamy and delicious. Jet-lag often leaves me feeling lazy and lethargic and I find that fresh fruit helps cleanse my system and refresh my insides.  

My eyes were then drawn to the sexy smoked salmon which of course helped me justify my mini bagel and cream cheese indulgence... all three beautiful things that must be devoured together. I then combed my way through the various meats and cheese from around the world and added them as well as local dates and figs delicately to my full plate. This combined with my tropical fruit assortment left me with a breakfast spread big enough for a family of four. However, I got to take the leftovers to go which will make for a perfect afternoon snack. 

Moral of the story is... when trapped in Dubai, make the little things count... (like the glutinous breakfast options most of the big hotels provide.) While Dubai may be lacking in culture, authenticity, and reality it does offer access to different tastes, flavors, and bites from around the world. 

Xx

In Food, Travel Tags breakfast, food, fruit, dubai, travel
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