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Further view red tsingy rock formation

The Secret Behind The Red Tsingy in Madagascar

It snaked towards us slowly. A scarlet, silted, rust-red, blood-red, iron-tinged flow. The water seeped around the edges of my boots, my footprints swallowed up within seconds.

It visibly stained my soles.

Up ahead, I saw two men walking, the two men who were travelling with me. But no other soul was there.

Saint George church mosaic in Madaba Jordan

The Madaba Mosaics Jordan – Making the Broken Beautiful Again

Madaba is famous for its mosaics. Or, rather, the Madaba mosaics are famous.

This small town in Jordan, nineteen miles southwest of Amman and on the Kings Highway, smells of cardamom, rosewater and ancient sighs. It earns its place on the map of the world today with a map of the world from yesterday: one of the oldest maps of the Holy Land, built out of two million pieces and embedded in the floor of the Saint George Greek Orthodox Church.

Arriving in Passau on the Danube

Capital Gains: Exploring Europe’s Longest River

Sail through the storybook capitals of the Danube, where imperial pasts and present-day energy merge along the continent’s most famous river. Capitals on the Danube “How many capitals are there on the Danube?” So asked our host as the water of the river itself rippled past us, slinking and smirking and sure of the answer. … Read more

Germany Berlin Wall Memorial Centre Pigeon Holes

The Truth About Growing Up in East Germany

And so, at last, I am in Berlin. After more than a thousand miles by train, through some of the darkest moments in European history, some well known, others not, I find myself with a plastic fork in one hand and a fluffy orange sausage in the other.

Desert Sands Al Wadi Nature Reserve Glamping in Ras Al Khaimah

The Mystery of the Al Wadi Nature Reserve in the Arabian Desert

Across the sand, something is moving. Slowly. Stuttering. But real.

An oryx, I think, white flanks caked in dust, horns piercing the air. It’s almost as though she’s following the sun, appearing with its quiet, dawn-like shift across the dunes.

It’s early, but as a new mum, I’m used to early.

I’m not that used to quiet.