Amsterdam is a city of history, architecture, art and, of course, an infamous edgy side, but what I enjoyed most were the pretty leaf-lined canals crisscrossed with curvy little bridges, edged with cobblestone streets and leaning gabled houses.
Positano is a little fishing village teetering on the cliffs of the Amalfi Coast between Sorrento and Praiano. The houses are built on terraces, precariously stacked upon one another, cascading down the steep cliffs towards the small beach below. A backdrop of verdant covered hills against a cobalt blue sky completes this picture postcard of a town.
Resting on a plateau above Pamukkale’s Cotton Castle are the remnants of the ancient town of Hierapolis. With views over the dazzling white travertine terraces and 17 thermal springs, this town has to be home of the original spa break. If you visit Pamukkale I recommend you take a wander through Hierapolis – your trip won’t be complete without it.
In Hoi An town at full moon the town celebrates. The electric lights are switched off and softly coloured lanterns cast magical shadows in the narrow streets and a gentle glow radiates through the town.
While in Agadir, and inspired by International Women's Day, I visited the Tighanimine Women's Fairtrade Argan Oil Cooperative to find out how the cooperative got started and how it's improving the lives of the women and their families.
Pamukkale means 'Cotton Castle' in Turkish and perfectly describes the white terraces, known as travertines, which tread their way down the Turkish hillside. Each pool is created from startling white limestone deposits filled with water from 17 of the natural hot water springs in the area.