Travel Writing Library

Surfing the sparkling waters off the far North Coast of Australia, or getting lost amongst the colourful wares of vendor boats floating on the murky waters of the Mekong in Thailand.

It is my second night on Koh Si Chang and I have sighted the gecko clinging to the side of the palm trunk again. Earlier, I tried for a photo. I moved he disappeared.

Florida to Saudi Arabia. A thirty-hour journey that was, to say the least, exhausting. But as soon as I stepped foot onto the bus that would be transporting our group, a fresh burst of energy and vigor swept over me.

My best friend Edaine and I walk on the narrow path leading into the heart of the Jatiluwih Rice Terraces in Bali. A short way ahead is Diana, our driver and tour guide.

A single month does not contain enough days to unravel the mysteries and wonders of India. While I may be leaving the country without unearthing much at all, I have had the fortune of experiencing twenty-eight days of shocking discoveries.

For the huskies on Icelands glistening glacier Langjokull, the word Walkies has a very different connotation from the norm.

The first steps off the plane in Belgium felt refreshing, particularly after a journey that had lasted well over 13 hours. I had left Los Angeles in search for the leisurely pace and the organic air of Europe.

Ever since I can remember I wanted to visit the Down Under, particularly The Great Barrier Reef. I had always been curious to know what that side of the world looked like and Finding Nemo did not seem to settle my curiosity.

In 1980 two gangly teenagers cycled across the arctic tundra to find themselves heading over the rocky wastes of Mageroy to the Nord Kapp - the most northern tip of Europe.

Our visit to the San Juan Islands, the archipelago west of Seattle, was planned to see orcas. But alas the weather hadnt read the script and unending rain and high winds meant that the waves were too high for decent visibility and safe passage.