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The Wickannish Inn at Tofino on Vancouver Island (see Globalista guide) is THE place to stay if you're going to Tofino. And you really must go to Tofino. The beach there particularly when it's sunny is one of the most beautiful in the world. You can walk for miles watching the surf buffeting the shore and it's awesome.
Savannah is a town that can be enjoyed over several days, or over years as John Behrendt did, but in just 24 hours you can still experience the pleasures of the city especially if you concentrate on walking around the residential area with its magnificent live oaks.
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Ibiza has two very different sides: its notorious party scene and a quieter island, far away from the crowds. The island is good-looking - crystal-clear waters, pine forests, orange groves, and delicious food. There is something serene about its beauty and it exudes an atmosphere that is all its own. Pick your timing carefully and you will find a breezy Mediterranean island with barefoot charm, an endless choice of beaches, dramatic coastal walks, outstanding restaurants and superb hotels and villas.
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The largest of the Balearic islands, Mallorca really does seem to have it all. With 200 beaches around the island, stunning scenery for hiking, cycling and golf and plenty of smart marinas, get away from it all in a hip hideaway in the rugged North or party in Palma’s bustling nightlife. There are beautiful restaurants and beach club bars and luxury mountain retreats. That’s the beauty of Mallorca, it’s everything you want it to be.
Globalista has a guide to Charleston but in the light of this trip we will be updating our recommendations.
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St Tropez, sun-drenched and pretty, is the world’s most famous coastal hotspot. It’s a small village with big yachts which was put on the map by Brigitte Bardot in the 1960s and has stayed there ever since. Some say it’s been ruined by bankers, beach clubs and billionaires, others say it’s the best place to party in the world. July and August are undeniably crowded, so if you’re not here to party then visit in May, June and September when it’s cooler, quieter and prettier than ever.
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Curved around bays of powder-white sand and backed by lush tree-clad mountains, Rio is visually stunning. The city is consumed by music and colour, not just for the world's most famous carnival but for months preceding it. It's a city of contrasts: from its colonial past to its economic future, from the five star Fasano hotel to the shabby chic district of Santa Teresa and from the locals' warmth to the undercurrent of violence in some neighbourhoods. It's a beautiful, fascinating and complex city.
Baku is booming - it must be one of the few places on earth not plunged into gloom by the economic situation. Grandiose projects abound - the famous Boulevard along the Caspian Sea where oil barons once brushed shoulders with...
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Exotic, romantic, Marrakech is the coolest city in Africa. In the 1960s, the Rolling Stones and Yves Saint Laurent came to Marrakech to rock the medina and the kasbah. These days, the city is hotter than ever, with smart visitors seduced by its beguiling mix of North African culture and tradition and European sophistication and contemporary style. Marrakech is one of the most exciting long weekend destinations.
Were winters always like this? Endless, sodden days? Skies collapsing in on our heads? Our capital wrapped in a cloak of wet, freezing, cardboard? I’m sure I remember a different time, not so long ago, when winters were about wooly scarves and beef stews and the thread of a pale linen sun through skeleton trees. English seasons used to have clean edges, a recognizable, if delicate colour palette, but nowadays it’s as though we’ve franchised Farrow and Ball’s “drainpipe” for exclusive all-year-round use. If the light has gone from this country, one can only assume it’s become such a thankless task trying to brighten up Britain, that even the sun has emigrated.
