It’s the end of a fantastic weekend. I have just got on the metro with my little red suitcase and my blue backpack. Next to me a man answers the phone. His accent giving away…

Twenty years ago we crossed Europe from south to north in a life changing journey. I moved so often but never out of this country I considered my home for such a long time. We…

I seem to be, as usual, more on the road than anywhere else. Green fields clouds, sunshine and sheep greet me. I enjoy it, the journey. In the end it is all about the journey.…

Where ships have sailed, pirates have pillaged, slaves arrived in a new land, where the new world met the old. This fairytale world, lush green landscapes, the coloured houses. I stand here and breathe the…

The imperative is to remember. Remember the sunshine on your skin. Remember the loyal friends always at your side even when you’ve been an ass. Remember where you came from, the road that you travelled…