Travel Writing Library

Harry had finished his Sunday guys catch up around 7pm. I'd pottered around tidying up, food shopping and writing, and had a nice Skype chat with my parents back in England. Korea's stench-inducing heat had driven me...

IMAGINE how interesting it would be to take a trip to see how your ancestors lived. In a sense, I made such a trip to the home of my ancestors. I was born in the city and my parents had lived all their life outside the home of...

Sun pierces my parched skin while grit kicks up from the Murchison Highway. As I pace back in 40 degree heat, I think of a million other places I’d rather be. The black bitumen cushions my lethargy underfoot...

For those of you who have yet to visit or take part in a dog show, let me give a few short words on exited stress that involves the entire procedure. With blasters and bubbles, barks, howls and the odd accident...

I saw a dying soldier Little more than a child His new uniform concealing his wounds

My motto in life for when things turn bad or unaccordingly to plan is that it’s an “experience”. Something I can tell my grandchildren when I am nothing but an old lady with no more than her stories of a life once lived.

I was booked on the 1 o’clock flight from Dar Es Salaam to Lusaka courtesy of Aero Zambia. They had advised me to get to the airport early because in Africa planes sometimes leave ahead of schedule if they get enough...

A Smiling face welcomed Samaresh inside the flight. The beautiful Air hostess of Jet Airlines International flight handed over the Menu card to Samaresh.