“Shall I wear boots?” asks my boyfriend as we’re packing the car. “Definitely — it’ll be muddy,” I reply. We’re driving towards the Menin Gate in Ypres, Belgium. It marks the…
I am on a chairlift being winched up the side of an active volcano. Under my dangling feet, tiny neon-jacketed figures carve swishing paths through the ski area. To my right, a stream of…
In Tasmania, the locals maintain that Cradle Mountain is the centre of gravity. Sooner or later, they say, people are drawn to the serrated mountain in the northwest and the wild beauty that…
‘Bach’ culture in New Zealand represents a pared-back lifestyle where the scenery, tides, and changing weather take centre stage. However, the bach and the lifestyle that comes with it…
Fiordland is a magnet to me: profoundly nurturing of the restless spirit and deeply satisfying to the eye. So much so, that I find myself drawn back time and again to drink in the majesty of…
It is our final dream — to drift away, towards the end of our lives, into the sunshine or solitude of retirement. Now, more than ever before, we are choosing to hang up our boots in…
The term 'walkabout' is synonymous with Australia in many travellers' imaginations. It's not surprising, then, to find a proliferation of activities identifying themselves as such, from…
Deprivation of the senses does not seem like something I would previously have referred to as ‘my cup of tea’, but then again, who needs all the senses, all the time? In fact, they are…