Christy Spring

3 weeks ago | escapismmagazine.com | Christy Spring

What’s full of birds, has cracking beaches and was crowned the best place to live in 2025? Magaluf? Nah, North Berwick. Christened the Biarritz of the north, this Scottish harbour town, located just a 40-minute train from Edinburgh, is graced with brawny shores, Attenborough-approved puffin populations and lobster rolls worthy of New England. Volcanic outcrops pepper this elemental seascape, including Bass Rock, once a prison for Covenanter rebels, now a stronghold for 150,000 gannets.

1 month ago | escapismmagazine.com | Christy Spring

Testing. Testing.” A village elder wearing a microphone headset kneels before a metal table topped with miniature stupa made of marigolds, a one million kip note and plates of bananas, candied peanuts and fluorescent sweets laid on fine lace. He taps the microphone. Nothing. Four women sit on either side of him, wearing white scarves draped on their shoulders; their faces crease with concern as he fumbles with the recalcitrant microphone. Still nothing.

1 month ago | escapismmagazine.com | Christy Spring

Ah, the sobering realisation of one’s own mortal fragility. While not necessarily the chirpiest holiday topic, it’s certainly a topical holiday theme of late. Once relegated to elite athletes, medical facilities and Silicon Valley tycoons, the prevalence and accessibility of biohacking retreats, packages and protocols to enhance longevity have exploded in popularity in recent years as more of us seek to become less creaky versions of ourselves.

2 months ago | escapismmagazine.com | Christy Spring

Ten years ago, I took my first tentative steps into running, wearing Jack Wills leggings, an I Heart Paris t-shirt, and a pair of trainers whose soles were as inelastic as Donald Trump's jowl. No tracking watch, no app – just wired Apple headphones blasting a loop of Like a G6. Now it’s 2025, and we’ve hit fever-pitch levels of running mania. Distance running, once a niche pursuit, has surged in popularity over the past decade.

Mar 25, 2025 | escapismmagazine.com | Christy Spring

A stay at Broadwick Soho is an exercise in firsts. That is, unless you’ve previously stayed in a five-star hotel that pays homage to a hotel in Bournemouth, staffed by a concierge in leopard-print waistcoats, and overseen by a proprietor who happens to be both the son of a magician and the grandson of a professional clown. While this may sound like the beginnings of an Ab Fab fever dream, Broadwick Soho is one of the capital’s most captivating, recent independent hotel openings.