Last week, we heard about Vince’s Moroccan adventures in Part 1: Intimidation, Mint Tea, and Hammams. It was nothing if not a heavy read, and this week’s tale’s both heavy and light in equal measure, as a good adventure often is. Vince is a mid-20s Aussie backpacker who recently spent 6 months in Morocco working as a surf instructor and got more than he bargained for, which he’ll continue to tell us all about in Part 2. Read More →
Madness in Morocco
Part 2: Road trips, Moroccan Marriage, Corrupt Officials, Crazy Camels and Sure-Footed Donkeys
Madness in Morocco
Part 1: Intimidation, Mint Tea, and Hammams
I first entered Morocco as an escape from my expiring Schengen zone visa (basically the European Union), but soon decided to stay for 6 months to teach surfing just outside the city of Agadir, in a small fishing turned surfing village named Taghazout, in Morocco’s South. The place was just too good, too crazy for an “escape”. Home to the Western Sahara desert, Atlas Mountains, delicious spice infused meals, world class surf breaks, various deadly animals and amazing people, I got more than I bargained for when I set foot in this North African country. Read More →
Streets of Milan
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On one of our days in Lago Maggiore in Northern Italy last year, we drove to Milan for the day. Driving in northern Italy is surprisingly easy and efficient, and outside Milan there’s a network of park and ride stations where you can park cheaply (about €2 – €3 for the whole day) and then catch the metro into the city. You probably don’t want to drive in Milan centre, it’s maze of streets perpetually congested and slow. We parked at Lampugnano and head into town on the train, emerging at the Piazza del Duomo with the superlative Milan Duomo standing like a golden beacon. Milan is a great place to visit. The narrow, twisting streets are as good looking as its inhabitants. It was the amazing light that drew me to this street scene. A rainstorm had just hit close to sunset, but it was over quickly and the sun was poking through holes in the clouds. The reflections on the street were sublime and turned a regular street scene into something more asthetic, while the tramlines vanishing into the centre of the image from the lower right add geometric interest. One of my fave shots from the trip. See more pheatured photos →
Notable Berlin Street Art
(including the East Side Gallery)
It’s no secret that I love Berlin. In fact I’ve previously waxed lyrical about the quirky hotels and bizarre sights on offer. But more than that, I love the gritty streets of Berlin, the street art-filled urban dystopias which make Berlin at times seem another planet. In this photo-essay I expose some of the best Berlin street art. Read More →
Travelling and Changing Money in 2014:
These Currencies are So Hot Right Now
Are you planning on travelling this year? If so, it’s more likely than not you’ll be dealing with foreign currency, be that greenbacks in the US, rands in South Africa, or even neuvo sols in Peru. Given this, what happens to the foreign exchange rate this year will mean the difference between whether you end up with a large pile of bank notes, or just a few coppers. So what do the forex Gods have in mind? I spoke with Peter Lavelle of foreign exchange specialist Pure FX, to determine the currencies of interest in 2014. Read More →
Rio at Christmas Time, Brazil
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I love the beachfront promenade in Rio de Janeiro. Though it mightn't look that attractive in aerial shots, when you're on the ground you realise those black and white patterns are actually formed from cobbled mosaic, and it looks very, very pretty. The locals use their promenade for all sorts of things- lounging about, jogging, and on Sundays all manner of personal transportation such as skateboards and rollerskating as it is closed to traffic. On Christmas day I was hanging out in a beachfront apartment and snapped this guy out the window from above. I used my go-to F8 aperture. I love the conflicting geometry of the cobblestones and the tropical plants. See more pheatured photos →
My Strange Relationship with My Travel Buddy Scott
I had been in bed not longer than an hour when I crept out of the room to visit the bathroom. Though I had arrived only an hour ago at Scott and Sam’s home in London, I figured they would probably already be sleeping. The house was silent and the chill London air was still outside. I was quiet as a mouse as I quietly opened the creaky bedroom door, careful not to wake my hosts. What happened next is perhaps the most terrifying tale of woe and whimsy in the history of travel-writing. Read More →
Arlington Row at Sunset, Bibury, England
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Arlington Row in Bibury is one of the most photographed sites in all of Britain. Built in 1380 from the local golden stone of the Cotswolds, the buildings were oringally a wool store attached to a monastery and later provided housing for weavers for the local Arlington Mill. I first shot here at sunset after arriving in town. I used f8 as my regular go-to setting to get a decent amount of depth of field in the houses coming towards the foreground while still allowing some fuzz in the background for perspective. Really, the art here was mostly in the framing. The light was not ideal because it was behind the subject and as a result I had to blow out the sky to capture the darker details, but there were some nice lens-flaring effects as the sun went down. I came back and shoot again at sunrise, but surprisingly ended up liking the sunset shots better. See more pheatured photos →
13 Travel Items That Are Now Extinct
My first international flight, with my parents, occurred over 20 years ago at the age of 12 and since that day I was hooked. Some 8 years later, I went on my first big backpacking trip around Europe. Even though I’m not that old, in the time since I first started jetting about the globe the internet happened, mobile phones happened, computers became affordable and accessible, and many technological and political influences changed the way we travel forever. I thought I’d take a walk back in time and reminisce about the once-essential travel items that have gone the way of the dodo. Read More →
A Roadtrip through the Swiss Alps from Paris to Italy
I’m somewhat apprehensive as we take the RER away from Paris city and towards the hire car places at Charles de Gaulle airport. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Babs has literally just stepped off a 24-hour plane ride from Sydney, and I’ve been at a conference all week outside Paris. It’s a warm autumn and I’m sweating in my suit and worn out from days and nights of business meetings. I’m feeling a tad grumpy. I’m not ready to deal with Paris traffic and furthermore, we have zero plans on where to go. But life is rarely plain sailing and travels reflect that. Besides, we’ve nowhere to stay in Paris anyway and no better plans. Throwing caution to the wind, we embark on a roadtrip across Europe through the Swiss Alps. Read More →