I was browsing through photos the other day, looking back over trips from New Zealand and Australia. It wasn’t pretty.
“What am I wearing?” I kept saying to Luke every time a picture of me came up. 433 more words
Ever since I started travelling and gazing on to mountains and valleys and lakes abroad, I have then always dream of boarding on as many trains as possible – those that sneaks through mountains and gorges providing a spectacular, natural panorama of vast green lands, meadows and pristine lakes and waterfalls. 372 more words
This month I’m writing another series of book reviews on “haunting books.” I haven’t read that many really good mysteries or thrillers by new authors this year, though I recommend to readers that you try any book by Tana French (see review of 916 more words