Ireland, Ireland together standing tall, Shoulder to shoulder, We’ll answer Ireland’s call. Those stirring words from Ireland’s Call, as belted out by Irish rugby players and fans before matches, played on a loop in my head as I approached the misty shores of the Emerald Isle. My stomach still churned from the choppy ferry crossing, […]
Nowadays, it’s harder than ever to separate the USA from its politics, with blanket coverage of the torpedoes being launched from the Oval Office against the established global order. However, for the seventeen-year-old me, the run up to our holiday was more about the allure of American popular culture – having grown up on a […]
Yes, I finally made it!! For my regular readers, Cape Verde may seem a surprising choice for this milestone, famed as it is for its beaches rather than for historical sites. In fact, Cape Verde is as rich in history as it is in natural beauty. In 1461 it became the first Portuguese, and indeed […]
Almaty is one of the greenest cities I’ve seen, and I mean green in the old-fashioned not the eco-friendly sense. The architecture is more functional than aesthetically pleasing: modernist Soviet structures with all the finesse of giant concrete Lego blocks host public and residential life while glass towers built on petrodollars house capitalist enterprises that […]
Fresh from a mid-summer glacier ski on the Jungfrau mountain, the fifteen-year-old me surveys the world… glimpsing a future packed with travel and adventure…
A slither of land wedged between the tourist magnets that are France, Germany and Belgium, Luxembourg is often overlooked on European tours, but the annals of history show…
A naturally flat and featureless landscape need not mean boring. Not when human ingenuity has garnished it with tulips and windmills…
What could I say about Belgium back then?… I left pretty much as I had arrived, with a jumble of impressions and stereotypes plus some blurry photos…
A family holiday in Crete gave free reign to a young mind that had been devouring Greek mythology… in my dreams, lost in a labyrinth, I would come face to face with the minotaur…
My first visit to Spain was pretty stereotypical: sun, sea and sangria on a package holiday. Alright, not much sangria since I was only 14, but…
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