Visual Diary: Postcards from Bali II

A continuation of the Bali chronicles: evening walks, indulging in local food, a trip to the Elephant Cave (you won't actually find real elephants here), visiting the Ubud Royal Palace, tea & coffee tasting at a coffee plantation (my favourite? Lemongrass tea)... And cherished moments of early morning solitude as the light slowly seeped in… Continue reading Visual Diary: Postcards from Bali II

Visual Diary: Postcards from Bali

Earlier this year, I found myself on the Indonesian island of Bali. I don't think I've ever come across that luscious shade of green - and in such large quantities - anywhere else. We stayed at the Karma Jimbaran resort, in a quaint cottage with a charming little pool by the entrance. At every street corner… Continue reading Visual Diary: Postcards from Bali

Visual Diary: Miles from Budapest

It was rainy, gloomy and cold when I arrived in Budapest in the spring of 2014. Not exactly the kind of weather that leaves travellers jumping for joy. And yet that didn’t change the fact that Budapest is, as Anthony Bourdain noted, “ludicrously beautiful”. And so I trudged along, camera in tow, attempting to photograph… Continue reading Visual Diary: Miles from Budapest

Visual Diary: A Weekend in Frankfurt

This blog post was featured on the official Frankfurt Tourism site. Around mid-June, I returned to Frankfurt for a couple of days. I hadn't been back since that year I'd spent living there, in 2014-15. And what timing, too. After a spell of rain, the sky was glorious that weekend, rainbows and all.   Here's… Continue reading Visual Diary: A Weekend in Frankfurt

Glimpses of Sofia, Bulgaria: A Photo Essay

"Bulgaria has many secrets, many layers. To understand Bulgaria, you must live here a long time, be intimate with people, live like a Bulgarian, and speak our language. Even then I don’t know how close you can be to real truth. All you see is what is left of us." – Annie Ward, The Making… Continue reading Glimpses of Sofia, Bulgaria: A Photo Essay

Morning at Qalandia

[Dispatches from Israel/Palestine. September 2015.] When the alarm buzzed at the unnatural hour of half past four in the morning, I had to do everything in my power to resist turning it off, forgetting the world and going back to sleep. At Qalandia, however, schoolchildren half my age repeat this process day after day, of… Continue reading Morning at Qalandia