Tucked away at the corner of Trafalgar Square, opposite the Canadian High Commission, you’ll find The Trafalgar St James Hotel, part of Hilton’s Curio Collection. The 5 star London hotel occupies the same 19th century office building that once housed Cunard – it was in the boardroom that news filtered[…]
Iceland’s an incredible, addictive destination. But word has spread, and now Iceland is struggling to cope with exponential growth in visitor numbers and all the problems that such an increase brings. Influencers in the tourism industry often tout the next big thing and, as another northerly destination, some are saying[…]
I have a confession to make. I have a degree in geography and earn my living as a travel writer. But if you’d have asked me a year ago if there was such a country as Abkhazia I’d have probably laughed and asked you if that was the country where[…]
If you ask me why I wanted to go to Armenia, the answer is a simple one: because it was close to Georgia, and I wanted to go there. But, if you’re asking why I think you should go to Armenia, my answer is completely different. Allow me to explain.[…]
I alighted stiff as a board from the marshrutka, the legroom provided by Georgia’s local minibuses inadequate for anyone like me above average height. It had been a three hour ride from Zugdidi, and an overnight train ride from the capital Tbilisi before that. In heavy rain, there’d been a[…]
When you picture a holiday on a Caribbean island, you’ll probably be thinking of sandy beaches fringed with shady palm trees, perhaps a rum cocktail in hand. What you might not expect is the more rounded package that is Puerto Rico. It hit the headlines for all the wrong reasons[…]
I’m too old for foam parties. And even if I wasn’t, I’m too Virgo to enjoy getting my clothes smothered or soap in my eyes. So could I enjoy a trip to Ibiza if I didn’t go near a nightclub? I decided to go for a day trip instead. One[…]
Tucked away in a backstreet, the nondescript and somewhat scruffy shop front belied the fact that this store was in fact something special. For a century, Paris Hatters had supplied Stetsons and other cowboy hats to the folk of San Antonio and beyond. Stock was piled high, spilling over onto[…]
The man’s body flew in an almost perfect arc, limp as a rag doll. It hit the dusty ground with a dull thud, creating a small cloud of dust. On impact, his hat flew off, landing a few feet away from a tangled heap of limbs. The watching crowd took[…]
A travel writer far wiser and more experienced than I once told me that the north west of Argentina was his favourite place in the world. I figured he’d seen a lot of the planet and if a place stood out that much, it had surely got to be worth[…]