WELCOME TO RESTING TRIP FACE

You know that face you make when you’ve been awake for 22 hours (in hindsight, maybe you should have taken the later flight), the Airbnb Wi-Fi doesn’t work, and the “famous viewpoint” is 40 other people taking the same photo?

Yep. That’s Resting Trip Face.

This blog started because we were tired of an itinerary that didn't quite get "us" — the “must-see” lists, the five-hour queues, the influencer-approved “hidden cafés” that somehow seat 200 people. We wanted something real — quiet corners, small plates (not leaf plates), good coffee, and the kind of places you’d only find if you got lost.

We travel as a couple, and for us, a great trip has a rhythm: a strong espresso in the morning, a long walk through some underrated neighbourhood, and a golden-hour drink on a rooftop that nobody told us about. Sometimes it ends with tapas and jazz. Sometimes it ends with bad dance moves and a 2 a.m. shawarma. Both are valid.

Here you’ll find our itineraries, honest reviews, and sarcasm levels that may vary depending on caffeine—or cocktail—intake. Some posts will be mini city guides, others just snapshots from afternoons that felt perfect: a bar that poured kindness with the Negroni, a street that smelled like roasted chestnuts, a café where time stopped for a bit.

We don’t chase Michelin stars. We chase warmth, conversation, and the kind of coffee that makes you question your life choices in the best way possible.

And sometimes, when the vibe is right, we chase the beat upstairs to the rooftop too.

So welcome. Bring your passport, your sense of humor, and your best resting trip face — you’ll need all three.