Travel Writing Library

On my last morning in Costa Rica, I found myself in a bit of a pickle. Deanna, Jeannie and I had arrived in Manuel Antonio three days before, our last stop in the country that we had fallen head over...

Kyrgyzstan is a once-in-a-lifetime destination with spectacular mountain scenery and outstanding trekking but it’s the people who make it an experience you’ll never forget.

I will not forget.....the sweet Alphonso mango. I cannot forget…..children selling wares everywhere. I find it hard to forget…..open spaces becoming homes and toilets.

“The Hilux can be temperamental, the electrics need some work, but it’s the farm workhorse.” Isaac’s words rang in my ears.

Here we go again: grandpa's going to scruff us and shove a raw lizard in our mouths. Craig laughs at the memory, but he's quoting it as an example that now, as a father and grandfather himself, he's...

Klaus would sit still for hours. It became a game to see if he moved, like spot the difference. He would stare straight ahead, his hand resting on an ebony walking stick. Despite the stifling heat, he wore a navy blazer...

It was ten o’clock in the morning and already 27C. We clambered off the so called luxury sleeper bus bleary eyed and hungry. The only thing frequenting the hazy beach was the gaunt looking cows that...

Rogbonko Village Retreat was the furthest inland that I would venture on my trip to Sierra Leone, 4 hours and a world away from Freetown’s noisy gridlocked traffic, from the street-sellers of wares ranging from imitation...

Last summer I went to Zambia and Botswana for an adventure trip with an Italian tour operator. Unfortunately after three days I was already fed up with my noisy and litigious fellow travellers. Plus, I...

He slept with the dogs. His name was Willie and no-one seemed to know his last name. He wore nothing but blindingly white Y-Front underpants and he washed in the sea on Portsmouth Beach...