Speed. It thrills when it’s loud, when it feels real, when it’s up close. Fast isn’t just about Formula One, it’s become the keyword for modern life. Faster internet connections, faster food, faster travel and faster friendships.

Last year, I was lucky enough to travel inside the Formula One Paddock and interview Lotus race engineer Gianluca Pisanello.

This year, I bring you the view from the track from inside the safety car…

Valencia. By the hand of fortune, the destiny of throwing rotten tomatoes and the hot rubber of Formula One, Valencia has enticed me here four times now and counting. Yet, however diverse my reasons for stopping by, there’s always one place I make time to see:

Benidorm. I first learned that word in the UK, as a shortcut for everything that’s wrong with the travel industry. High-rise tower blocks, pissed-up Brits, vomiting and racist insults. Tourists expecting everyone to understand English…

With a blog on unusual journeys, I love unusual food. The combination of a violet floral salad and a secret underground history had me hooked – although Arrop held back the biggest surprise until the end.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tired, but as the security guards shine a torch on my pass and I stride around that corner…

It’s a surreal feeling, to come this close. For although the eyes of thousands are watching him, someone now watches me.

The small town of Benicassim on the northeast coast of Spain hosts the annual music festival, FIB. In between catching the likes of Kasabian, the Gorillaz and Dizzee Rascal, I had the chance to take to the skies…

The air in Benicassim throbs with heat, with screams, with expectation. Overhead somewhere, the sky must be thick with darkness but right here, right now…

The Oceanográfico forms part of the spectacular City of Arts & Sciences complex in Valencia. As the largest aquarium in Europe…it makes me uneasy.