The English occupation of Menorca from 1713 to 1755 has left an eclectic legacy which includes the cultivation of apples, rearing of livestock, some rather nice Georgian style buildings and gin – to my mind, the best of the aforementioned. […]
I have to confess that it won’t be the first time I’ve gone to great lengths to get a drink, but heading off into the jungle on little more than a broad canoe up a river just north of Negombo was maybe pushing it. […]
One of the simple pleasures in life is indulging in a long, leisurely lunch of mezes in the delicious shade of a Greek taverna’s vine covered courtyard. […]
“What are those tiny ledges cut into the face of the rock for?” I asked my guide.
“That is where the guards stood, Madam, and if the guard fell asleep, the rock would exact punishment.”
“What do you mean?”
“The guard simply fell to his death, Madam.”