With each passing kilometre along the E55, my hopes for picturesque
Pomak villages nestled in the foothills of the Rhodope Mountains became snarled
up in the plastic debris that littered ...
Rather than getting on another, we were to wait at the airport “until arrangements could be made.”
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Now I am standing before this timelessly powerful monument, breathing the cold air in awe, remembering the House of David and the crusades, thinking that this is the source, this ...
My mother led the way. A tiny lady, full of fire and gusto. She loved this: walking, telling stories, her son home for the holidays.
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In Baghdad, there is a street that is famous for its many book shops and it’s named after the greatest Arab poet of all time, Al-Mutanabbi. ...
It was night-time when I arrived in Amritsar. The driver swore that the gated villa he had pulled up to was Mrs Bhandari’s Guesthouse although it seemed more like the ...
At Shakespeare & Company in Paris, myths and legends reside quietly beside an ocean of books lining those fabled shelves.
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We climbed back into the boat and headed back to the docks below Kintamani. I offered both Nymonas a cigarette and smoked one of my own. The sun was settling ...
The Crown at Burchett looks unassuming from the outside: the old brewery owned sign still hangs by the road belying its idiosyncratic and independent existence, wilfully not quite anywhere and ...
The Artist tenderly drew up plans to create a luscious place of meditation in the city; a living temple dedicated to elegance and serenity. A place of tranquillity, and of ...
Rio de Janerio is an opera stage of mirth and tragedy, outrageous sets: the splendid, grandiose architecture of the rich against a background of favelas, filthy slums that spill down ...
The kid flashes a Bollywood smile as he leans on the window of the cab stopped at a crooked intersection amidst dozens of other taxis, trucks, scooters and the occasional ...
Emily Neil details her time in Tajikistan and the politics of the past that still continue to colour the country’s present.
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On a trip to Bangladesh, the country of her birth, Ari Haque realises that she’s forgotten to speak the language – not the words exactly, but how to speak like ...
David Berry recalls a trip to the Himalayan town of Dalhousie 40 years ago.
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The streets all look the same in Sevilla, but still I was certain there was no way I could ever get lost there. I wandered aimlessly through residential areas, peering ...
It was All Hallows’ Eve in Dublin. Fireworks, set off at random intervals by drunkards and juvenile delinquents, were exploding all over town, causing general mayhem and a number of ...
From your deuxieme étage perch, you watch some of the most beautiful women in the world walk by carrying bread or flowers or fresh meat or heavy bags of ...
By branding the entire landscape as forever natural and unchanging, we are recreating it in the conservationist ideal. What we are actually conserving, however, is a mere figment of modern ...
If the great barometer of public opinion Trip Advisor is to be believed then Ha Long Bay is an enigma, both a glorious wonder of the world and a dangerous ...
