By the end of my first European trip, and my mother will never let me live this down, I said, "Are we going to ever see anything other than churches and dead people?" Meaning, consistently touring old cathedrals, catacombs and crypts. Well mum, it's safe to say that I understand the desire to see all of the churches now.
London is known for having such an incredible food scene, and that recognition is incredibly well-deserved; what with the tiny, hole-in-the-wall pubs at every corner, little corner bistros and family-run favourites. Throw in a gin bar or two and you're well on your way.
Ask anyone that knows me, and I'm always the first to hunt down something to do with traces of volcanic activity. I knew that the Great Lakes region, specifically Lake Superior in Northern Minnesota, was a previously volcanic area - the only question that remained was if there were still any black sand beaches left.
The North Shore is full of cozy spots and simple stops, known for the hygge-like feeling that you get the second you arrive. From chicken wild rice soup that will have you begging for the recipe, to the sauna culture that makes the winters seem mild - it'll leave you wanting to come back and wishing that you never left.
A quick tourist note - if you want to dodge over-priced museum cafes, Caffè Tropea is incredibly close to the British Museum. It's a great spot to stop and recharge after a full day of sight-seeing.
