Like some glorious, glittery jewel on the shores of Lake Maggiore, Stresa is a faded Fabergé egg of a town, all white-wedding-cake hotels, big neon-blue swimming pools and gently crumbling palazzos. It’s a wonderful place for a holiday.
Eindhoven was amazing. It’s set in some very lovely countryside, all green fields and big rivers and massive skies. Van Gogh painted around here, you know. It’s a compact city with a centre that’s big enough to be interesting, small enough to be walkable.
It’s such a cliche, isn’t it? Smoke dope, get pissed, go to the Red Light District for an eyeful. Repeat. Visit Dam Square. Come away not thinking much of Amsterdam apart from ‘canals, prostitutes, gear’.