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Slow travelling, bird watching, and journalling


  • July 21, 2020

    The road less travelled

    The road less travelled

    Long, slow and lonely, quiet and still, the King’s Highway is the only way to travel through Jordan. Riding along the Great Rift Valley, this winding road offers a glimpse of a way of life preserved in sand and stone.

  • June 9, 2020

    Hill of Antiquity

    Hill of Antiquity

    Exploring the famous ruins of Amman, from the glorious Roman Theatre to the stunning Citadel overlooking the city.

  • May 26, 2020

    12 hours in Amman

    12 hours in Amman

    Sights, sounds and memories of Amman, a vibrant city of Old World beauty and modern intrigue.

  • April 8, 2020

    In the sands of time

    In the sands of time

    Following in the footsteps of Lawrence of Arabia in Wadi Rum, Jordan

  • March 1, 2020

    Chasing camels in Wadi Rum

    Chasing camels in Wadi Rum

    Memories of adventures in Wadi Rum with our tour guide, Ahmed.

  • February 23, 2020

    In the Valley of the Moon

    In the Valley of the Moon

    Spend a night camping under the night sky in Wadi Rum, Jordan.

  • February 10, 2020

    An Ode to English Seaside Villages

    An Ode to English Seaside Villages

    Beneath the cold florescent lights in a grey office expanse, I watch winter winds batter London rooftops below.  I dream of a cool ocean breeze at my back and warm rays on my face. Long grass at my fingertips. Today I am dreaming of the idyllic village of West Lulworth. A seaside haven of thatched roofs, crooked…

  • August 29, 2019

    Meeting Portland Bill

    Meeting Portland Bill

    At the southernmost point of Dorset, UK, rests a small tied island.

  • August 26, 2019

    Fossil hunting on the Jurassic Coast

    Fossil hunting on the Jurassic Coast

    Just after 12:30 on a Tuesday afternoon, the English Channel dutifully retreated at the calling of Low Tide. From the shallow pebble beach we watched as grey waves sunk wearily to the horizon and left bare the slippery sea floor. I took a few careful steps into the muddy wasteland, leaping over puddles lined with…

  • August 18, 2019

    Knocking on Durdle Door

    Knocking on Durdle Door

    In the glaring sunlight, the coastal path was blindingly white and flawless, too new for this time-worn landscape. We kicked up chalk dust that coated our hair, feet and sunburnt skin. Behind us, the land stretched far and wide in leaping hills of green, only breaking at the sudden burst of blue that made Lulworth…

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