The Doors of Crickhowell
There is poetry in the old bridges of Wales, England, and Scotland. While castle walls and stately homes draw the … Continue reading The Doors of Crickhowell
There is poetry in the old bridges of Wales, England, and Scotland. While castle walls and stately homes draw the … Continue reading The Doors of Crickhowell
In his book Riding the Iron Rooster, the American travel writer Paul Theroux described train travel as “a luxurious form of convalescence.” His travel stories The Great Railway Bazaar, The Happy Isles of Oceania, and Riding the Iron Rooster were inspirational in my becoming a travel writer. And sitting here in the enveloping warmth of the train’s cafe car, surrounded by luxurious food and drink I, too, feel as though I’m convalescing, with nothing but my reflection in the big window for company. Continue reading Riding the Silver Lines
Sleek elevators connect the mezzanine floors where exclusive emporiums — Apple, Armani, Under Armour — are yet to open. The notes of soft, electronic music hang in the air, unresolved. At this hour, the gigantic space is empty. Continue reading Welcome to the Machine: Part 2.
I live and breathe the silences and dust where no man reigns… – Cold Chisel, Wild Colonial Boy Dawn on … Continue reading Back to the Track
We climbed up and peered over the edge, down into the pit where a lake of mercury shimmered in the … Continue reading KELI MUTU: THE LAST ADVENTURE
“When vegetation rioted on the earth and the big trees were kings…” – Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness North of Westport, … Continue reading NORTH BY NORTH-WEST
Out where the river broke,The bloodwood and the desert oak.. – Midnight Oil, Beds Are Burning At Roper Bar I … Continue reading CROCODILE COUNTRY
Good morning from an Indian train… I came to India to ride trains. They were one of my abiding memories … Continue reading MORNINGTOWN RIDE
A tall, gangly man in a white shirt and black pants, was opening channels along the rows with his bare … Continue reading Dirt Music
The British are great measurers. They have a sense of order. You can see it best in their maps. The … Continue reading Journey to the Centre of India