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Barely a full moon ago, I wrote about the importance of a woman’s hair, sparked […]
Right now I’m in Sorrento. It’s a multicoloured town that clings to the hills and […]
Cwtch, Pembrokeshire To the uninitiated, cwtch does not sound like a pleasant word. For those […]
Taking Stock Somehow, four years have passed since I started this blog. In that time […]
Conversation in the passport processing centre… Passport lady: which photo do you want me to […]
The #DragonRoute ends – and the write-up begins Images and whispers dance through my mind, […]
Over 2000 years ago, the Babylonians carved their world into the Imago Mundi map of stone. In 1499, Juan de la Cosa risked his life…
Right now I’m at the airport, dashing to repack and catch my flight. Shorts and…
Photos and a mystery from above the clouds in Colombia…
Barcelona’s beachfront reveals what a difference a week can make…
Today, I arrived in Barcelona. It’s not my first time but it has been a long time. And things have changed…
This week, I’ve been dipping my toes in the Caribbean waters of the Grenadines. St Vincent and the Grenadines to give its full title – and since St Vincent’s is the main island it seems almost disrespectful not to.
To locals, however, St Vincent’s is Vincy and the whole speckled island flock goes by the name of…
Whatever else Dubai is known for, it isn’t for its quiet spots and it isn’t for its minimalism. On my
Umbria, Cumbria. How one little letter changes muddy, murky mulch into overflowing olive groves.
How do we know when we’ve arrived when we travel? Because we recognise the image we’ve already seen. We think we’re chasing new experiences but we’re actually chasing our memories.” Dr Gillespie
There are some things in life that I’m not very good at. Many, actually, but some of them are more obvious
I was looking for a photo to use as a test while I’m sprucing up Inside the Travel Lab – you know, washing behind its ears, dampening down tufts of hair and generally trying to get it to look its Sunday Best – when I found this.
The sight of
I’ve been away from Seville for a long time. Not long enough to forget the sharp near salty tang of the local fino sherry, that bitter sensation that once warmed my throat like turpentine before seducing me with its subtler flavours. Not long enough to forget the…
As I come to the end of my time in Sydney, I’m thinking about my next stop: Warsaw in Poland. And I’m just wondering whether I’ll find Bison Vodka there, as I did in Krakow.
That’s vodka served with a blade of grass.
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- The Soweto Mandela Leaves Behind December 6, 2013
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- Introducing Brunei… December 4, 2013
- The White Mosque in December 2, 2013
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