Across the world, the rosy-hued hidden city of Petra in Jordan revealed some of its secrets, and long summer days were spent exploring the rock-cut churches of the surreal valleys of Goreme in Turkey. I rode a donkey through the Valley of the Kings and lost my heart in Istanbul – the magical city that straddles Europe and Asia. There were long cold winters in London and a long term love affair with Italy – with its streets of marble, ornate fountains, craggy coasts and gorgeous food.
Asia called and a dream came true as I watched the sun rise over Angkor Wat deep in the jungles of Cambodia. There were long slow boat rides along the rivers of Laos and hikes through remote mountains in the north of Thailand….. And then India in all its magnificent, colourful chaos, a country like no other, more an experience than a destination. After 15 years wandering the globe I washed up on a beach in the Fiji islands which is the subject of my upcoming book ‘The Faraway Islands’ and then wound up in Bali, Indonesia which became my home.
I love to see new places, immerse myself in different cultures, to live life to its fullest and to experience everything that I possibly can. As is often the way with people who travel, I am a writer and have been documenting my journey in words and images as a travel journalist. The blog posts on this site contain a small selection of my published work as well as random writings and musings. Bali is vibrant, endlessly inspiring and always fascinating as you will discover if you take the time to trawl though these pages.
I am currently in the process of converting from a blog into a website and hope to gain a little more structure in doing so, but with so much information to organise it’s going to take some time, so please excuse the muddle in the meantime.