I’m starting to think of my holiday adventures as pieces of memory art. Each one with their own feeling and flavour. Each one coloured by people and landscapes. In my portfolio, there are those trips where I learn a lot, like the time I studied yoga with the Iyengar family in Pune, India. Working trips, such as volunteering for the Ghana Homeopahy Project when a distant land and its people invited me to participate in their world. There are family holidays, and holidays like
La Paz. A capital city where El Presidente has a clock placed high up on the exterior of a government building — a beacon — ticking backwards. The timepiece is a statement, protesting the very idea of advancement. So, my first understanding of Bolivia was that El Presidente, Evo Morales, boasts his reign over a country in retrograde. On the wall opposite that government building, the other side of the square, bullet holes are displayed like medals received in the last revolut
For my 60th birthday I took my closest family — those who were able to travel abroad— away for the weekend. I wanted to visit the Alternative Wolf and Bear Park in The Black Forest, Germany, and as we were a group of six, I pre-planned an adventure packed weekend. For the first couple of nights, we stayed in a very unusual town that I found incredibly inspiring. Bad Wildbad is very pretty, very small, and nestles in the valley of the steep pine-hills that surround it. Dotted
Being totally unenamoured with mainstream television I am always on the lookout for entertainment in other areas. A short while ago I stumbled across a series of tribute gigs to the living greats: Bruce Springsteen, Paul McCartney, Neil Young, Carol King, Lionel Richie, James Taylor and Barbra Streisand, where the music legend being honoured sits in the audience whilst other great artists come on stage to cover one of their songs. It was during watching the Barbra Streisand
‘Utopia is no place, it doesn’t exist; it never did and it never will.’ Douglas Murray contemporary journalist and commentator on international politics Between India and China in the Himalayas is the tiny country of Bhutan, The Land of the Thunder Dragon. It is, undoubtedly, the most beautiful place I have ever visited with far reaching vistas, valleys inset with snaking blue rivers, all framed by inclines of dense forest and farm steppes. The rocks glitter. The air is pure.