On an overcast February morning in 2012, after two weeks in Malawi and a serendipitous travel diversion, it was great to be back in Amsterdam. Before I left…
Just after sunrise, just after the rain ended. Looking at Isle de la Cite from Pont des Arts. Trying to channel Charles Marville, but fortunately not lugging around…
Santorini was meant to be a one-night stand: a quick reunion with an island I loved my last time in Greece, while en route to the uncharted territory of Crete and Rhodes. My first visit to Santorini sold me on a place with fabulous volcanic beaches (take your pick of red, black or white sand).