The Azores are the kind of place that make you question if you’re still on Earth or if you’ve accidentally stepped into a high-definition nature documentary. Imagine nine emerald-green islands scattered in the middle of the Atlantic, where volcanic craters
Mexico City—CDMX to anyone who's been there more than once—completely hooked me on my first trip. It's this wild mix of ancient ruins popping up between skyscrapers, street food that ruins you for tacos anywhere else, and neighborhoods that feel
Oaxaca is the kind of place that ruins you for other trips. I’m not even kidding. It’s a city that smells like roasting cacao and woodsmoke, looks like a Technicolor dream, and tastes like
Geneva is often pegged as just a "serious" city of diplomats and bankers, but honestly? It’s so much more than that. It’s a stunning lakeside escape where the water is so clear you can see the fish swimming, and the