I made my first visit to Mexico City a few weeks ago. It was an impromptu trip – we had a few days free, and an expiring travel voucher that had to be used. Plus…
I have only been to Canada once, about ten years ago, on what was meant to be a week-long work trip to Toronto. It was February on that visit and minus 20 degrees Celsius (that’s…
At the tip of Mexico’s Yucatan Peninsula, where the Gulf meets the Caribbean, is Cancun. For decades this resort town has been especially popular with pasty Americans fleeing the northern winter, and drunken college kids…
The end of 2017 marks my sixth full year of writing this blog. When I first started this journey in January 2012, with a short post about how frustrating I found the queue at Heathrow’s…
From time to time someone from my company has to visit Cuba. This always raises a few eyebrows when I mention it. Not because Cuba is perceived as a militaristic bastion of raw Communism that…
In 1988, aged 16, I made my first solo trip overseas. Back then I traveled to Poland and Israel, for a month, to represent Australia in an international youth quiz. At the study camp that…
Over the years, I have created a long list of places I dream of visiting. Some of these I’ve managed to tick off. Like Iceland, the Mayan ruins of Guatemala, and Petra in Jordan. But…
There is something inexplicably attractive about old walls. Take any random town, surround it with an old wall, and the place will suddenly become exponentially more appealing to visitors. A rule that seems to holds…
In my last blog post I wrote about arriving in Jordan, where I promptly proceeded to romp around in the desert. Although it was a lot less like the Lawrence of Arabia experience I’d anticipated,…
A taxi dropped us off a few minutes before midday at the Yitzchak Rabin border crossing, just to the north of Eilat, Israel’s southernmost city. There we joined a long queue waiting to have…
