Venice — Woot!
Our train trundles slowly across the open sea, stucco buildings threading the skyline, waters lapping at their base. “Look!” I exclaim, quite childishly excited. “It’s...
Author: Theodora
Accidental Tourists in Milan
We hadn’t exactly planned to go to Milan. But, due to the insane economics of travel within Europe, unless we want to spend hundreds of...
Astronomy in Amsterdam
“Wow,” says Zac, meditatively. “Amsterdam really is a very liberal city, isn’t it?” Since the queue for the Anne Frank House stretches in a weary,...
The Van Gogh Museum: Totally Worth It…
You don’t think of Vincent Van Gogh – well, I don’t, anyway – as the type of chap to make art for a nursery. But...
Our Genial Host
I like X immensely. He’s our host in Amsterdam, largely because I misread his advert and thought we were renting his entire flat, and in...
In Which the Boy and I Do Some Overdue Travel Planning
“Europe” as a destination might seem quite intolerably vague. I know it always does to me when Australians and Americans plan their month-long vacay to...
I Haven’t Got This Coming Home Lark Right
Back in London, for the first time in 18 months, after more than three years away, I have a list of people I need to...
In an English Country Garden
We stayed up there, somewhere, around 20 of us in varying waves over the week, for a long-planned family reunion. The cousins practiced their best...
To Physio and Beyond
King’s Cross station, like the rest of London, has been quite ludicrously poshed up, although, reassuringly, there are still the same works underway that there...
Cities Change, But Some Things Stay the Same
It’s noon when we hit London, and Gatwick, an absolute armpit of an airport that’s currently being disimproved by overdue improvements. Once we’re past the...