And Traveling the World
Summer has arrived in London, and with it the annual parade of events and openings. The Chelsea Flower Show is behind us and Wimbledon is ahead, but this week the city’s attention is on Hyde Park. Why? It’s the opening of the annual Serpentine Pavilion in London.
“It’s a beautiful day,” a man says as we pull up to the dock. “Feels like California!” I beam. “I’m from California!” I cry, throwing my hands in the air in celebration. And it really does feel like home. Which surprises me, since I’m in Scotland and I didn’t expect to spend a week sailing in the Scottish Hebrides without seeing a single cloud in the sky.
The Caspian Sea is glittering. All along the crescent promenade the sun illuminates the water as the city wakes up to a beautiful day. I can see gardens along the waterfront—and all of Baku, for that matter—from my room on the 20th floor of the Flame Towers. Azerbaijan has long been on my list of places to visit—it’s the 102nd country I’ve traveled to—and I can’t wait to spend the next 48 hours in Baku.
The only thing better than cocktails at a rooftop bar is cocktails at three rooftop bars. Right now I’m sipping a lemon and lavender number on the terrace at the Savage Garden bar in London, but tomorrow night I’ll be doing it in Barcelona and the next night in Athens. It’s my very own European bar hop, with three of the best rooftop bars in Europe in three days.
