I arrive at the Guerlain Spa located in Edinburgh’s Waldorf Astoria Caledonian Hotel on a grey, grizzly weekday afternoon. Even the nearby castle looks sad…Read more ›
Articles by: Alwynne Gwilt
A passionate freelance journo, foodie and Canadian ex-pat, most comfortable with a single malt Scotch in one hand and a book or spatula in the other.
“When arriving at a five star resort, it is best to avoid doing so in a tuk-tuk…” Alwynne Gwillt arrives at the final stop of her India tour in traditional style…Read more ›
“We began our experience with Vaamika by way of a SunRay speedboat – a sexy, cream and tan leather beast that motored us out to the island from the mainland just as the sun was waning…”Read more ›
There are times in life when one finds oneself in the oddest of situations, unable to entirely process the experience and not knowing if it is a good thing or not…Read more ›
“We had been travelling on India’s train network for nearly 20 hours, finally landing at New Jalpaiguri – the last major train station before the ascent into the West Bengal mountains…”Read more ›
“As the boy and I drift quietly up the Massif de Beauregard in our swinging gondola, all I can focus on is my pounding heart.” Alwynne faces her fear of the skis on a trip to La Clusaz.Read more ›