By Jeannine.Williamson

Making tracks in Tunisia

As Citrine picked her way through the cork plantation, and the early morning sun broke through the trees, the Sahara Desert could have been on another planet, not just 250 or so

Counting sheep in Iceland

As we rode across the dramatic terrain of black volcanic ash, Einar Bollason reined in his horse to look at the ground.

Going with the flow through Europe

“I wonder when we’re going?” I asked my able shipmate as I sifted through my suitcase, trying to decide where to stow the contents and being faced with a wide choice of nattily de

On the run in Budapest

With 72 hours in Budapest and a long list of ‘must see’ sights I was determined to hit the ground running and make the most of my time.