Travelling stories

The taxi collected me from the hotel as the blistering sun began to sink below the horizon, bathing Cable Beach in a swathe of orange....

I jumped in my car as time was running out to get to the doctors which wasn’t too far.

I was stopped by road works, and doctor’s car park was pretty chocca, typical....

Graffiti’s not new. When they weren’t out subjugating barbarians, the Romans festooned their walls with phalluses....

I 'met' Jennifer on 4 Jan 1997 while waiting in an office to see if anyone was using it while its normal resident was on leave....

My travel companion & I decided to check out the Budapest night life by going to a strip club. The lack of mood lighting & the fact that we were the ...

My mother is a terrible driver in America, so I don’t know what made her think she could drive in Ireland....