Goodbye 2016 (plus a bit on the secret life of fish)
It is officially a tradition: for the fourth year running I find myself closing out the year on the beach. In 2013 it was a beach in Hawaii, 2014 ended on a beach in Sydney,…
It is officially a tradition: for the fourth year running I find myself closing out the year on the beach. In 2013 it was a beach in Hawaii, 2014 ended on a beach in Sydney,…
Regular readers of this blog will know two things. First, thanks to recent political events that make no fucking sense whatsoever, I have decided to get back to writing about slightly more benign, travel-related…
Um, so yeah, newsflash: Trump won. Fair dues to him and his band of merry men, I suppose, although not exactly what anyone on the left-leaning side of life really expected. That being said, what’s…
“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” Henry Miller. Some of my favorite words about travel, that apply most aptly to a recent vacation where I joined a group…
I woke this morning to the incredibly sad news of the passing of Shimon Peres, one of Israel’s founding fathers. By any measure he was an extraordinary and gifted man, and one who I was…
When I was thirteen, my family migrated from South Africa to Australia. Although at the time, I’d desperately wished it was to the United States. This is because all through my South African childhood I…
This week I will be lighting a Yahrzeit candle for my grandmother, Lea Leibowitz (a Jewish memorial candle lit to honor someone special to you on the anniversary of their death). I have previously written…
Warning: Another blog post that is not about travel, but unashamedly about American politics (kind of). *** An exceedingly funny friend of mine from high-school days in Australia, who now lives near New York,…
One of the most popular blog posts I’ve written so far was a very early piece about the quirks of life as a foreigner in Singapore (at that stage I was still living there). In it…
As a kid, I dreamed of being a travelling explorer, yesteryear style. The thought of stumbling through a jungle in search of a long-forgotten temple appealed to my young brain. The notion of doing a…