Christmas in Paris is a dream. This year I finally made the dream come true. Paris is beautiful all year round, but it is magical during the festive season.
Continue reading “A Parisian Christmas”
Ever since I was young, I had always known I wanted to travel. Yet back then no-one wanted to go with me. The excuses always revolved around money, time, too busy or not interested. So I made a decision to just do it on my own. Continue reading “Why I Travel Alone”
It has been a while since I have shared my favourite video memories with you. This short clip was taken back on my trip to Italy. I was on my way back from a tour inside the Blue Grotto and I got lost in the moment of watching the Capri coastline go by. Continue reading “Capri Magic”
Perhaps one of the most famous places for watching the sunset in Bal, but Tanah Lot holds a deeper meaning to the Balinese. It plays an important role in Balinese spiritual and mythical life. Continue reading “Spiritual Bali”
For 2016 I wondered what new series of posts I could introduce each month. As I was looking through my photo archives I came across some interesting and a little unusual pictures. So this idea became the basis for Photo of the Month.
This photo was taken as I was walking along the street in old Rome. I call it Levitating Man and it was just fascinating to see someone “floating” on air without the magical special effects of TV. As a traveller we see many strangely interesting things, places and even people. It is these small things that makes our trips that much more interesting.
Delos has magical powers. Those who have been confirm it. A magic pulls you towards the island on a spiritual journey. What is this magic? That depends on what you are looking for – everyone takes away something different. For some it is spiritual or in the ancient times – a pilgrimage. Continue reading “Delos Uncovered”
A quiet street, a moped zips by, chatter from the two older ladies on the balcony above – this is the other side of Mykonos waking up for another day. I sit in a cafe with a cappuccino, the coffee beans you can taste on the tip of your tongue, not burnt but roasted just right. It is a perfect time to sit outside and people watch as the town slowly comes to life. Continue reading “My Private Island”