Travel Writing Library

I was on my way to Suleja, a town in Northern Nigeria. I had fallen asleep right after we set out and when I woke up, we were on the Abuja-Kaduna expressway. Sitting in the back of the Nissan were...

I stood in front of the Hotel Sahid, Jalan Sumatra, Surabaya, East Java, Indonesia, just next to the train station Gubeng. My goal this Wednesday, June 6, 2012, was visiting the house of Bung Karno.

Although I had read a lot about Bandhavgarh’s bewitching beauty and gathered enough information from those who had visited the place, all my preconceived notions were swept aside once I found myself...

“You won’t need to take towels”, he’d said as I tried, and failed, to squeeze a couple of towels in the suitcase the day before. “Everywhere has towels provided, even the worst B&Bs supply towels these days”.

On a bus to Laos. Or rather, in a bus to Laos. On the bus is a selection of wicker furniture that would make a participant of the 1990s' craze of sticking a conservatory onto the back of your home weak with excitement.

"Little Prairie On The House: Introspective and Philosophical yet Politically Correct and Culturally Accurate View Of Australia In Hindsight In Non-Convoluted English"

Elephant toilet paper made from its own faeces, elephant shaped badges, fridge magnets, biscuits, clothes, bags, ornaments, you name it Pinnawala Elephant ‘Orphanage’ sells it.

Disneyworld, Orlando. The franchise may be largely aimed at six year-old girls, but lurking behind every Bibbidy Bobbidy Boutique there is something twisty and loud, perverting gravity in ways that should be illegal.

Sheffield is a woman called Tracy, and well, Tracy is a bit of a tart. She knows nothing of civility, elegance or decorum – let alone how to spell them. She embodies everything that is wrong with city...

My lasting memories of Paris will not be of visits to iconic museums and landmarks, but of the queues to visit said museums and landmarks.