Kate Weir Words do come easy

As the daughter of a historian, Kate Weir spurred her taste for travel while being dragged around English country manors, Loire Valley châteaux and Spanish forts. She cut her long-haul teeth in Central America, where she partook in Nicaraguan dance-offs, and she’s since circumnavigated the globe. After stints writing about music and art for Spoonfed, curating art exhibitions of her own, ukulele strumming, and proofreading IT press releases in Staines, she’s adhered to the more glamorous calling of luxury-travel wordsmith.

Kate Weir anonymously reviewed the following hotels and travel destinations:

The Idle Rocks in Cornwall Read the review