Are Brits Really Terrible Tourists?
We can’t be bothered to attempt to speak anybody else’s language. We only want to eat food we’re familiar with. We get outrageously drunk and either want to… […]
We can’t be bothered to attempt to speak anybody else’s language. We only want to eat food we’re familiar with. We get outrageously drunk and either want to… […]
I am a figure on a Monet canvas, my world exists at the whim of the Master’s brush. To my left lie the water lilies, their violet and sapphire hues flooding the room as the walls, floor and ceiling rush in a tide of brush strokes and crescendo to the sound of Debussy’s Clair de Lune. […]
The masseur asked us if we’d like a cup of tea. There’s something very British about having a mid afternoon cup of tea, there’s something not at all British about being served a cup of tea when you’re naked… […]
In the Camargue, ask anyone for suggestions about what to do in this intriguing area of France and the chances are they’ll reply ‘visit the Parc Ornithologique Pont de Gau’. […]
Visualise what the perfect French market should look like and Issigeac won’t be far away; a warren of narrow streets where stalls are laid out under the creaky… […]
Although our group didn’t represent all the countries in the European Union, there was a healthy mix; Germans, Belgians, a couple from mainland Spain… […]
After a couple of weeks that involved walking an awful lot of the Pyrenean countryside and eating copious amounts of food into the bargain, we can say with complete confidence that the Spanish Pyrenees offer […]
The truth is that there is much that we liked about Dubrovnik. It is a beautiful and immensely interesting city and once we broke free from the massed ranks… […]
The irony is that it’s not the terrain that makes walking on La Gomera potentially difficult – well, it is in so much as you’re nearly always either going up… […]
The Hotel Rural Las Tirajanas occupies the most incredible position, overlooking a wide, green valley hemmed in by sheer volcanic cliffs… […]
In the case of our last visit to The Pyrenees it was the latter. Long walks across rolling hills, over sharp peaks and through drowsy villages… […]
The pungent odour of mushrooms is intoxicating, it’s enough to make you want to tear your clothes off and roll naked in damp moss… […]
Konoba Menega is tucked away up a narrow side street away leading from the harbour in Hvar Town to the fortress on the hill. I know, I know – all authentic… […]
Our ascent through the partly rocky, partly grassy gorge to the Refugi d’Ulldeter was one of those climbs where it was difficult not to beam like a loon… […]
There are a handful of restaurants in Pomena on Mljet. Most have full frontal views of a too-pretty-to-be-true emerald lake. One doesn’t… […]
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