The cockney street cry could be heard over the London traffic – such is the power of his voice. Then I saw the top hat and blazer from across the street in Covent Garden. “Anybody lost or needs information…” he called, and soon he was pointing out a location on …
Driving in France is like driving through the looking glass – at least for those of us who usually drive on the left and sit on the right. The hire car was straightforward – I asked for the smallest they had, and it was only a little bigger than the …
The journey from Paris to Arles took four hours by TGV (fast train) – just 8 months and 135 years after Vincent Van Gogh. His journey was a lot slower, but soon we were following in his footsteps – literally. A map from the local tourist office showed the locations …
Have you ever returned from a trip only to find that after a few days it all seems like a dream? My first trip overseas was like that – I was mainly relying on my memory and just a few notes, primarily to record my costs. With that and a …
