It seems like while the rest of the team (and the world) have gone Euro crazy, I'm bucking the trend and focusing on the far-flung and absolutely fabulous. I'll be busting out my best dance moves to the sound of reggaeton -- Daddy Yankee is (unashamedly) in my Spotify Wrapped each year - surfing (badly) and discovering the thriving hosting culture in Puerto Rico, before touching down in Miami. There, I'll be experimenting with everything from sangria and clay pottery evenings at Kimpton EPIC Hotel, tasting tours in Lil Havana, astrology chart reading between art deco architecture and starry skies at The Standard and bedding down at boutique darling Esme. Then, for the first time in a decade, I'll be swapping the dingy floors of DC10, Ibiza, for the rosé-all-day cabanas in Mykonos, where I'll be doing my best not to embarrass myself (Lindsay Lohan-style) at Zuma's new beach club and sashaying poolside around the island's new hotel It girl, Kalesma. Although, I might squeeze in a few days at farm-to-fork finca Casa Maca in my second home - the White Isle - come late September. To be continued.