Travel Writing Library

My worst journey didn’t seem so at the time… I have been a disaster response worker since 1998, and in 2005 I was deployed to Louisiana...

I was working in Nairobi and my wife with our three children aged 15, 13 and 10 had iust arrived for Christmas. We were booked to stay at Watamu on the coast, 400 miles from Nairobi if we travelled via Mombasa...

February 2000 - Five months into our Indian odyssey my girlfriend and I walked off the Khajuraho- Varanasi train with … the clothes we'd slept in, a little money, passports, 2 sleeping bags.

Had I bothered to think about it logically, when I first heard that foreigners were not allowed to buy fourth class seats on trains in China, I would have realized there was probably a very good reason.

The bomb went off on platform three of Fort Railway Station as passengers got out of packed railway carriages. 12 were killed, and over 100 injured by the blast.

One of the first things I noticed when we deplaned was the oppressive blanket that the locals shrug off as normal weather. I adjusted because I was so excited to be out-of-country, on my first big international trip...

My journey in Paris during Easter holiday 2005 was the worst journey ever! How come? I let you know ....

It was 1975 and I had decided to take a year off and see the world. Not wanting to go alone, I talked my unwilling but malleable boyfriend into going with me. Neither of us had much money, but we had heard...

Spiritual journeys often accompany physical travel. In fact, sometimes the whole reason for travel to a strange place is the spiritual journey. There is no place stranger than New Orleans at Mardi Gras and no venue less likely...

My parents and I had been on the road for two days. For me it seemed like forever since we had left the buzzing metropolis New Delhi and since I had started to fulfill my long held dream: a roundtrip through North India.