The place for personal space

Sitting on platform three waiting for the train I realise I’m craving some green wilderness. Give me a forest, a park, a garden…. I have a sudden want to be amongst cool green stillness. Not today though. Instead I sit on platform three and ponder the relationship between person and place. How do people change … More The place for personal space

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The Sands of Palmyra

Nothing quite compares to sitting at the top of a second century Greco-Roman amphitheatre in the middle of the Syrian desert with only the hot wind and red sands for company. It was in this moment that I was overwhelmed with gratitude for my travel experiences. At times I still find myself a little surprised … More The Sands of Palmyra