Last year, I was teased by it. This year, I found myself right in the middle of it. And quite literally, too, the morning that the Girona flower festival was…
The coastal city of Swakopmund sits on a split landscape. To the south, the bright orange dunes of the Namib desert. To the north, the eerie blank canvas of the…
I find it kind of embarrassing that in our six years of travel, we’ve just skirted Africa (ten days in the northern corner of Morocco barely counts). Instead we’ve dabbled…
We scrambled over loose rocks and up a gentle slope, a chill breeze cut through us despite the hot Moroccan sun cooking from above. Below we saw a fox bounding…
I get this place. Well, as much as anyone can after a brief visit, but there are certain things that only people who come from tiny and remote corners of…
So goes our nomadic lifestyle cycle – travel like mad, settle and work, travel like mad – that after our almost three-week road trip around New Zealand, we found ourselves…
Tanzania is color. It’s houses of orange clay with rusty tin roofs. Emerald grass curling over the roadside and being severed by a machete as we pass. It’s brightly painted…
“There is language going on out there – the language of the wild. Roars, snorts, trumpets, squeals, whoops, and chirps all have meaning derived over eons of expression. We have…
Many thanks to our tour mate Lucy, who after having read previous reviews of our Intrepid Travel tour, suggested that we skip the one night stay in Dar Es Salem…
I was given just enough time to get panicky about paragliding, but not enough time to refuse. We reviewed our itinerary just a few days before we left for Maui,…