The Original Pursuit of Happiness
We’re often told that our search for happiness is a modern, millennial affair. That
These are the two core questions that emerge through a visit to the Canadian Museum for Human Rights. They
The Madagascar Plan
Madagascar lies 250 miles east of the coast of mainland Africa, steady and sizeable amid a swirling
In the Cool Shade of the Cork Tree
Cork. It’s one of those words I love. Short, sweet and to the point, stirring up
From far away, the cold, soft light of the moon cuts across the lake to rest on fresh, fluffed snow. The lake I knew only
In Flanders Fields, the poppies grow but here in this meadow, blood and honeysuckle flows.Arriving in Bad Ischl
After Katrina. Hey guys. It’s ten years already since Hurricane Katrina hit the Gulf Coast and tore New Orleans apart.
I love bright splashes of art that take me by surprise. A pop up gallery here. A child’s drawing there.
The Quest for the Blue Footed Booby
As names go, it’s one of the lip-twirling best: the blue footed booby.
The Stories the Stones Tell in Menorca
No, not the Rolling Stones.
The still stones.
The ones that, by all accounts, should
Close your eyes at the top of Mount Subiaso and you can hear the call of the owls. Their birdsong drifts through
A Question of Space
It’s amazing how much you think about space when do you don’t have any any more. When you’re cramped
“People want to talk to me a lot,” he said, as blue and yellow danced across the coffee from the stained glass windows
Today, we are all so connected. So much so that as the ferry sped across the sparkling, foaming blue, I managed to snap
The history of the earth can be read in volcanoes and sediments or, on a trek across the Antarctic, in the ice. Especially
Three days at a world class music festival prompt the question: when is it time to move on?
A single trumpet pierces the
The clock on the wall is blind
As it circles around and around
While the men, women, children it watches
Wake and dance
A city with the charm of Frankfurt, the friendliness of Paris and the culture of Scunthorpe – Ron Pattinson
Climbing the Dragon’s Spine, China
It curved and clawed away from me as I stared down its spine, the spine of the
One of the most profoundly moving moments of my time in Japan, if not my life altogether, was being able to speak with a
Is it Burma or Myanmar?
I arrived under cover of darkness. Deep, night, darkness. I queued. I waited. And then, breathless,
Have you missed parts one, two and three on finding freedom in Barbados? Scoot along and click on the links to read them
What is home?
This week, I was supposed to be travelling. But I was sick. I stayed at home.
Much is written about the power
Yep, we’re still working out how on earth this seemed acceptable. Welcome to part three…find the rest here:
Find the first part of Freedom and Slavery in Barbados over here…then come back to read what happened next.
The Club, Barbados
My room has the perfect view. At dawn, sparkle spills across the ocean as the sun breathes life into the
I love this photo. I love the smoke, I love the skin creases and the sequins, the small clues that show us that two different
So, if you remember from last year, people regularly spam me with press releases that they think I should publish
Today’s post comes from a woman whom I very much admire. It first appeared on her own blog, Solo Traveler,and it moved
“You have blood on your hands,” she said as she jabbed me in the ribs. “And you’re celebrating mass