Man Repeller’s Summer Hot Spots
Leandra Medine and the rest of the globetrotting gang behind Man Repeller give us the inside scoop on where and how we should spend summer. This is the only travel guide you need.
People often assume that in order to get away, to maximize on the concept of vacation, you have to travel quite far but one of the greatest parts of living in New York is getting in your car and leaving. In two hours, you can find yourself in Long Island’s Southampton, where the beaches are as plentiful as avocados in California and the dining might make you feel like you’re in Europe. There’s a Sant Ambroeus on Main Street, which sells small sandwiches set on croissants to go. You take those to the beach with a cooler full of chilled wine, and with the plastic chairs you purchased across the street from Sant Ambroues at Hildreth’s, you sit down and relax. Until, that is, you start to get antsy – at which point, you head back towards town to meander through the long street replete with a boutique shopping experience care of such stores as Tenet, Calypso and LF for the flower children of Coachella’s past.
Of course, what’s great about Southampton is that when the sun sets and your day is over, you can just hop back into your car and head back towards the city but should you decide to stay the night, there’s an inn off Main Street called Southampton Inn. It’s walking distance from town and about two miles from the beach, which makes for a hugely pleasant Sunday morning walk or jog, followed by coffee at The Golden Pear.
30 Main Street, Southampton
51 Main Street, Southampton
91 Main Street, Southampton
Calypso St. Barth
24 Jobs Lane, Southampton
87 Main Street, Southampton
91 Hill Street, Southampton
The first time I visited Amsterdam – the summer of 2013 – I remember having been mesmerized by the water. Here in this sprawling capital city were dozens of canals in which small row boats and larger cruise boats bobbed. Raised in the “concrete jungle,” this was an anomaly I was unfamiliar with but could totally get behind. As was the bike sharing system, which I highly recommend partaking in en route to Amsterdam’s famed Vondelpark. Afterwards, you’ll probably be hungry. Hold out for dinner. Grab some frites at Vlaams Friteshuis Vleminckx in the meantime. If ever you were going to indulge, it’s here. Choose from over a dozen sauces and if you’re not too full afterwards (you won’t be), head over to De Kas for dinner. The restaurant is beautifully situated in a glass greenhouse next to a canal, and offers a rotating menu of seasonal vegetables.
Amsterdam remains one of my favourite cities to visit, particularly because of the unique aesthetic that lends itself to the city’s architecture. The Dylan, a boutique hotel located a few minutes' walk from the city’s centre, wholly captures this aesthetic. Wooden beams, high ceilings and white walls characterize the rooms. The breakfast buffet is what sweet dreams are made of and the staff will make you feel as though you’ve lodged there a dozen times. Plus, the hotel is just steps away from “The Nine Streets” - a chic shopping district.
Vlaams Friteshuis Vleminckx
xk, Voetboogstraat 31, Amsterdam
Kamerlingh Onneslaan 3, Amsterdam
Though I've only been once, I have every intention of going back to Essaouira, Morocco for a future summer vacation. My mom and I went on a trip to the North African country over Thanksgiving, and this small beach town (that's technically a city) was, without a doubt, my favourite place we visited.
Essaouria was both a time to relax and have an adventure. Relaxing is practically built into the town's medina walls: the hotel we stayed at, L'Heure Bleue, had a courtyard in the middle of the riad filled with fountain, palm trees and sunlight. It was indoor/outdoor paradise, and each morning we sat in its oasis while being served traditional Moroccan pancakes, fresh honey, argan nut butter, and the best coffee I have ever had in my entire life.
We spent our days wandering through mazes of local markets, making friends with various shopkeepers while stocking up on rugs. Though it was too cold to swim in November, we spent a lot of time on the beach, including trail rides on horseback, where we saw what was alleged to be one of Jimi Hendrix's favourite haunts.
We ate a lot while in Essaouria, but my favourite restaurant was Elizir – a place that was referred to us over and over by locals until finally, we made a reservation. The interior was stuck in 1969. It was The Jetsons meets Slim Aarons meets the very bizarre, and it felt as though we were eating in an eccentric grandma's living room. It was somehow charming as opposed to tacky or gimmicky, and the food – traditional tagines, fresh fish, handmade bread – was amazing. I'd go back right now if I could.
Rue In Battouta, Essaouira
Rue d’Agadir, Essaouira
Each morning we sat in its oasis while being served traditional Moroccan pancakes, fresh honey, argan nut butter, and the best coffee I have ever had in my entire life.Leandra Medine remembers Essaouira, Morocco.