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A Scilly Swim (But Not Yet)
The approaching shoreline is an arresting one. A few yards up the cream-coloured beach it’s England – well-kept hedgerows, chalk-dust paths, everything with that tamed look so welcoming to Anglophiles. Except this is the Atlantic. All around, the UK continental shelf is having one last fling with the open air – a scatter of low granite islands, nibbled inwards with … Read More
Food On The Road: 8 Ways To Eat Well (And Eat Badly)
Eating while you’re between places? Well, there are good ways…and there are bad ways. The good will keep you perked up, comfortably on budget and raring to go – and the bad will turn you into a penniless nutritional wreck. (Yes, I’ve done both. Hi there). Any of these sound welcomingly / horribly familiar?
Are You The Perfect Airport Sleeper?
I wandered this way and that. People were lying in corners, sprawled on the floor. Some looked almost peaceful – others with arms flung over their eyes, or huddled foetally, any exposed faces scrunched into grimaces or rictuses of discomfort. Distant noise of machinery, but here…silence. I padded along quietly, carrying my wheeled suitcase, careful not to make my boots … Read More
Meal-Surfing: Apples Most Definitely Included
Would you invite a complete stranger round for dinner?
Tourism Unbound: 5 Amazing New Types Of Travel
There’s a lot of ways to travel these days. I just can’t keep up with all the different types of tourism and all the neologisms people have invented to describe things that are amply covered by existing words. (Take the arrival of “gocation”, the opposite of “staycation”. That one hurt). However, I keep my ear to the ground. Check these … Read More
Offroading In Latvia: Bouncing and Crashing
The wind gusts suddenly, sending snow whirling past me and down the gaping, eye-sucking maw of the ski-slope at my back. Everyone else laughs. I think I screamed.
Traveller, Deny Thyself
Here are some interesting things about the word “denial”, regarding travel. 1. Denial is not a river in Egypt. (Ask this chap, if you don’t believe me). It’s spelled differently. This is why puns are all contemptible: they’re all about perverting our language to fit humour. Well, not in this blog.