That my wife and I ended up in Sorrento, Italy, was a complete and glorious accident. We were in Italy for ten days prior to travelling to Germany for the 2006 World Cup. Italy was, of course, not a mistake as it was vital to us to spend some time in Rome, Florence,...
Looking back, the first time I arrived in London still sits as one of my most cherished experiences. I remember cruising in on the Qantas 747 and looking down on the Thames, spotting new landmarks (the London Eye and the Millennium Dome – well, they were new at the...
I ran the numbers the other day and discovered I’ve travelled to sixteen different countries. This isn’t too bad for someone who didn’t start travelling in earnest until my late twenties. And for someone who’s been to many places more than once. In no particular...
