I’ve completed an extraordinary two-week sailing trip which entailed visiting something like 18 Aegean islands.
Going on a driving holiday in New Zealand? Be careful to stay on your side of the centre-line.
Among the many royalty, celebs and other splurgers who’ve visited, Her Maj Queen Liz the second has stayed at this luxer-than-luxe resort.
Pamplona – no bull – is the place to go if you have a lazy weekend in the middle of your visits to Rioja. Or perhaps Bilbao (of which I’ll tell you more later). Pamplona’s running of the bulls in July doesn’t interest me at all, but off-season it’s great.
By my stage of life, I’ve endured more than my fair share of economy class torture on long-haul overseas flights. Lately, I’ve decided enough is enough and I try to find good deals on business class fares.
Standing on her hilltop vantage point Marta Rovira Carbonell says: “On a clear day we can see Spain from here.” It’s a local joke: this is Catalonia, not Spain, as the locals see it. The separatist movement is alive and well. A huge piece of graffiti on the roadside reads: “Independence for Catalan country: we are and we will be”.