We need to talk about this tram: The Franschhoek Wine Tram. You get on the tram, it takes you to wine. You get back on the tram, it takes you to more wine. Forever.
So, Tokyo – Where to begin? Don’t visit Edo Palace on a Monday. We did, and it wasn’t open. The Emperor is possibly strutting about the grounds naked on a Monday – or something else he wishes to keep covert and private…
You’re probably sensing a trend here : I’m NOT a vegetarian. If I even attempted Vegetariainism I’d be found dead in the roadside before 10am. If it’s been alive? I will eat it, and enjoy it. Hence, Gaucho was all my Christmases come at once…
“The last time we went camping in the desert, my sister got bit on the bum by a Scorpion!!”
You know when you’re in the desert? And it’s hot, and arid, and camel-ridden? And all you can think is, “I really fancy a spot of skiing”?
Well. Your wait is over.
For somebody so terrified of heights? I have the strangest urge to climb mountains and sky-scrapers. Even if I do … More
“What can you buy for 20p? A Freddo Bar? A cotton bud? A stick of celery? Bugger all.
Well. Not in Dubai. Here, you can purchase a BOAT RIDE!”