In the seat next to me on the Prague-bound flight is a Dane. And how do I know he's a Dane, you ask? Well, maybe you're not asking, but I'll answer anyway. On the sleeve of his short camouflage KFOR shirt, above his left bulging [...]
To get from Alghero to Corsica, we take a bus north to Santa Teresa di Gallura, then a ferry onwards to Bonifacio in southern Corsica. We have with us an inimitable guide, Marco. Along the way, we're treated to wonderful stories about Sardinia and Sardinians. [...]
Isixula Marondera artwork Zimbabwe today The Sydney Morning Herald Online, that little glimpse from the other side of the world, continues to feed me with inspiration and reminders – even those that have nothing to do with Oz. Today, my eyes were drawn to an [...]
On the post bus from Liechtenstein to Austria, I meet a man who is on a rather hurried jaunt across Europe - 20 countries in 20 days. Including a long trans-continental flight at either end. He looks dazed and sounds incoherent. What will he remember, [...]
I was about to write a post about Girona, but the news about the Crocodile Hunter made me want to reminisce about another journey instead. For all his antics, it's sad that such a presence, such energy, just stopped being. Three years ago, I lived [...]
