While most travel writers wax lyrical about Morocco, I have a bit of a soft spot for its less glamorous neighbour, Tunisia.
The first time I took a laptop computer away on holiday, I was made to feel like a freak. Airport security staff poked it and prodded it, barely sure what it was.
To be honest, my reasons for visiting Gdansk weren’t exactly highbrow. Firstly, it looked like a cheap weekend break, with low-cost flights and low-cost beer.
Maybe it’s because I’ve spent so many nights in hotels – usually alone, on business – that when I take my own holidays, I prefer to rent a villa.