Cruise Journals

I start my 72 hours in Bangkok as I mean to go on. I ignore the taxis waiting patiently outside Wat Saket, the city’s ‘Golden Mount’, and seek out the ‘water bus’ which departs…

“Now that’s one view I never tire of,” says our Danish captain as the first wicked black peaks of Greenland come into sight far below. In a rare opportunity in post 9-11 aviation,…

Bodies glistening with motor oil, dark skin setting off huge, dazzling white grins in a joyous festival of whining and grinding, as the locals call the sexually charged rhythmic dancing: for…

The glazed side and rear panels of the lift afforded quite a spectacular view of the Celebrity Solstice’s 15-storey atrium — complete with a suspended tree and the elegant…

The laughter of the children echoes across the rice paddy fields and off a surrounding amphitheatre of limestone cliffs, as if a pint-sized army was on the move. Their little heads…