An Unfamiliar Sky

Is there something fundamentally misguided about what we expect to get out of our holidays? Are we setting trips up to fail by promising ourselves the absolute best time, because it...

As the pale waters of the lagoon licked the sides of the speeding boat, it was easy to forget that only moments ago I was caught up in the pandemonium of...

The story of Paris in the years post 2010 should not be left to nostalgists to tell. For a start, Woody Allen has been there and done that with a bigger...

Whenever I discover I’m going somewhere — anywhere — the first thing I do is work out where I’m going to eat. I read travel articles, guidebooks, local food blogs, listicles…...

I’ve been travelling regularly as part of my job for a good year and a half now. Thanks to work, I’ve been all over Europe, as well as visiting Africa, the...

A couple of years ago I got into a disagreement with two travel writers on Twitter about Christmas markets. As shopping experiences they were terrible, they said — overpriced and overrated....

Berlin is an annual stop-off for me these days as it’s a regular fixture on the international technology trade show circuit, which looks something like this: Las Vegas–>Barcelona–>Berlin… rinse and repeat. Due to...

There was a time when all I knew of Wales was its northernmost reaches. Abersoch, Anglesey and pretty Portmeirion were the places I spent my early childhood; but there is more...

I pedalled with all my might against the wind and coasted around corners at high speed in a way I haven't since I was a kid. Just in time, I arrived...

I can say with all certainty that being a shy child taught me to be a careful, confident solo traveller once I reached adulthood. Something you will only understand if you...

Winter was long, spring is full of hope and this summer will be terrific. I have plans. I have a brand new passport with no stamps, I have a lot to...

Messing about in boats — there’s nothing quite like it. I first got a taste for it when I was seven years old on Loch Lochy near Inverness. My father stationed...

When one finds oneself alone in Barcelona, what does one do for fun? Why one eats tapas of course.

In my last post I wrote about how I booked an amazing ski holiday in France for myself and my friends for mere pennies (well… almost). What I didn’t tell you (although...

I’ve been skiing since I was about nine years old, and so I know by now that’s there no way around it completely: skiing just ain’t cheap. That said, if you’re...