Travel, life, loves and laughs.
I wake up in Warnemünde, our first port of call, and I can’t wait to get out and explore. After dressing, breakfast and other morning tasks, we walk from the port into town and follow the pretty canal lined with boats floating prettily and little pension (B&B) along the banks.… Read the rest
I’m a bit surprised at first when Ahmed arrives to pick Vaishali and I up in a van to explore Cairo. Then I remember his sister, Dina and her three children, Aya, Adam and Hana are joining us too so the van makes sense. … Read the rest
Our evening in Amman begins when Banan pulls up to pick me up from the hotel. Chic as always, she’s in jeans and an airy white shirt and beams at me as I jump in the car. … Read the rest
As I begin writing about the artifacts contained in the National Museum of Beirut, my enthusiasm carries me away and there ends up being too many favorites to fit into just one post. So, I have divided the five original subheadings into separate posts.… Read the rest
As I begin writing about the artifacts contained in the National Museum of Beirut, my enthusiasm carries me away and there ends up being too many favorites to fit into just one post.… Read the rest
As I begin writing about the artifacts contained in the National Museum of Beirut, my enthusiasm carries me away and there ends up being too many favorites to fit into just one post.… Read the rest
After a morning visiting Jeita Grotto and Harissa, I am keen to get to Byblos. The grotto is a natural wonder, big and impressive, and Harissa has an aura of the pilgrimage, where the significance is not lost on me. … Read the rest
My tour is booked and I wake up early in anticipation, earlier than I would wish given how busy the week has been. I am ready in the lobby on the dot of 8am for my 8-8:30am pick up. … Read the rest
I find myself in Beirut for work, having arrived late last night and worked all day today, I leave the office feeling less than energetic. There is more work to do but I need a walk and a chance to clear my head. … Read the rest
Georgia is not a good place to be counting calories. Luckily as I begin my long weekend getaway in Tbilisi, I have no such illusions of a diet. As I walk down the streets of the old town on my first night here, the restaurants and cafes are full and it’s clear that it’s not only Georgians that love the food. … Read the rest