A brolga walks into a bar…
I’m starting to really love blogging. So it’s quite a thrill to be asked to be a guest blogger, which has happened a few times since…
Sailing: the art of slow travel
A turtle pops its head up as I glance across the water. As quickly, it is gone again…but I know there’ll be another along sometime, for…
Swell sculpture
Sand between my toes, a soft-serve ice-cream covered in sprinkles in my hand, and a feast of seashore, surf and some stunning sculpture before me. That’s how I…
My name is Lee
Travelling in Asia can be problematic at times if you are a Western woman and your name is Lee. Your first name, I mean. Lee is one…
Dalat delights
Some days, there’s just not time for real indulgence, and you have to improvise. This was one of them. Dalat is a cool change from the…
Down and dirty in Vietnam
It slides in a silky, smooth brown torrent over my skin. A slick, slippery cascade of liquid mud, pouring through my wet hair, down my back,…
Beauty afloat in Nha Trang
Pushing through the crush of tourists, touts and boatmen on the wharf in the Vietnamese beach resort town of Nha Trang, I’m eager to find our…
Bliss on a budget
For weeks I’ve been trying to ignore the knots in my shoulders and an ache in my neck. Sometimes, it’s my lower back that’s giving me…
A glass half full of…friendship
Thirty-odd years ago, as a rookie traveller, I signed up for a bus tour of Europe. One of those 27-countries-in-21-days tours. As a solo traveller, I…
Beyond the grave
In the rocky mountainside cemetery in the pretty Austrian village of Hallstatt, space is at a premium. It’s been that way since the early 1700s, and…
A Glass Half Full 