“Come on,” my bestie said after breakfast at our hostel, “let’s just have a little stroll and see what’s around.”
One of the most popular trekking areas of Nepal has been given the green light by experts three months after powerful earthquakes rocked the country.
Okay, I’ll admit it, I was nervous about using a Japanese onsen. I’m not a big nudist. In fact I think the best time to be nude is when you have a lot of clothes on, and maybe a coat.
Fluorescent lights hummed on the edge of hearing. I watched out of the corner of my eye as a thin bead of drool ran slowly down a sleeping woman’s chin.
Move over, Manhattan. Take five, London. Apart from being a game winner in Scrabble and relatively easy to pronounce (by Icelandic standards at least), Reykjavick is one of the coolest cities going around.
When I read ‘monastery stay’ on our Intrepid Japan itinerary I was a little sceptical about what I’d find. Truthfully I was picturing some 1980s brick building staffed by Canadian expats with names like ‘Floating Leaf’ or ‘Jarod’, and dotted with plastic Buddha statues and inspirational posters.
Ahhh, Vegas. The only city in the world where you’ll find the Eiffel Tower across the road from the Statue of Liberty, where you’ll see Captain America strolling down the Strip with Chewbacca and Optimus Prime and be offered discount passes to machine gun shooting ranges by middle-aged women wearing horribly offensive t-shirts.
The smallest and most densely populated of all Central American, El Salvador (literally ‘The Saviour’) has never piqued travel interest quite like its neighbours.
They say you have to earn the Antarctic. I don’t know who ‘they’ are, but I’m assuming that what ‘they’ mean is that you need to sail across one mighty body of open sea to reach the Antarctic Peninsula. And not just any open sea – this is the Drake Passage: the only unhindered flow of ocean on earth.