One of the smoothest con men who ever lived managed to fool people into buying France’s Eiffel Tower from him. Twice. His name is Victor Lustig and he was Czech.
Not being well versed in the intricacies of Shinto and Buddhism, I was not sure what to expect from the shrines in Japan. I suppose it must be similar to what a non-Christian foreigner thinks when visiting cathedrals in Europe.
Over the New Year, while I was peacefully driving through the hills and valleys of Andalusia, it occurred to me that I had not really made any fixed plans for travelling in 2015. I spent the rest of that drive wondering what I should do and where I should go … Continue reading
It was the first time I’d done this, sitting at a cafe, watching. Just watching. Not talking and letting my sight wander while trying to follow some conversation with whomever I’m with. I mean just watching.
As an expat, and as someone who enjoys travelling, I am often drawn into conversations about living abroad and how I can do it or how I choose to do it. Over time, I’ve come to realise that my perspective is because I know how to (really) travel.