The Drino Valley stretches out below, with mountain ranges beyond as far as the eye can see. I have visited many castles over the years, but this one still had that “wow” factor for me, as I entered beneath its majestic arches. Continue reading Albania – Day 4, Gjirokastra – more than just a UNESCO site.
Albania had given me slow food, and slow lifestyles. Now I also had slow driving! Continue reading Albania, Day 3 – The Road of Death and Lord Byron’s footsteps.
Listening to this modest man’s tale, I couldn’t help but wonder how many of his countrymen I have passed before in the UK, ignorant of their stories. Continue reading Albania, Day 2 – Refugees and Raki via Korce and Erseke.
As we joined the melee of tooting and revving vehicles in the charge up the hill, the scene was reminiscent of a film set for a Whacky Races production. Continue reading Albanian Adventure – Day 1, Tiranna to Pogradec.
Think of a group of 20 people you know. Friends or family, work colleagues or social gathering. One of that 20 will have suicidal thoughts at some time in the year. Continue reading It doesn’t take a superhero to save a life.
Landing in Oslo airport was a world apart from the Gatwick experience in more ways than one. Continue reading Carbon footprint guilt? Go to Oslo.
Google the term and prepare to be bombarded with pages of predictable marketing, for gifts, flowers and dining packages. But not everyone rushes to the paypoint. Spare a thought for those NOT honouring their Mothers this weekend. Continue reading Mothering, for a day or a lifetime?
It may have been a wet weekend in February, but with a little research I was able to enjoy the warmth of Roman hospitality. Continue reading Alternative Rome; a city of dead poets, stray cats and glass owls.
Anyone who tells you its always raining in Ireland obviously hasn’t spent much time there Continue reading The trip to Copenhagen that ended in Galway – part 2
one wild corner had escaped me and long been on my bucket list. To roam the wild west shores of Connemara, with its shaggy little ponies, misty mountains and steely-coloured lakes had long been a romantic notion. Continue reading When a trip to Copenhagen takes you to Galway