Exploring Tyre Old Town
Given the chap with the moustache has offered intensive, and, further, only discreetly amused assistance in my parking fiasco, I feel we should eat in...
Given the chap with the moustache has offered intensive, and, further, only discreetly amused assistance in my parking fiasco, I feel we should eat in...
“Where does the motorway end?” I say, for the third time. I mean, clearly the motorway HAS ended. I’ve just driven through a checkpoint manned...
One of many things that makes the Middle East worthwhile is the sense that you’re walking in history, amid names and places that are embedded...
This is a piece of eighteenth century ecclesiastical silk from Italy. And below are the bizarre creatures that produced it: silk moths, at the end...
We wind our way up, and up, and up, along a narrow road through stark and beautiful moutains in the hinterlands of South Lebanon, within...
For sheer insanity and awe-inspiring self-belief, Moussa Castle has to rank pretty high in the fields of all human endeavour. It’s like a peculiarly Lebanese...
Up in the Chouf, the mountains that are home to Lebanon’s biggest nature reserve, a whirl of cedars, cypresses, golden broom and wildflowers, we make...
I fell a little bit in love with Byblos Old Town. But the ruins of the ancient city — some of them dating back six...
“Will you not gasp like that, Mum?” says Z. “You’re embarrassing me.” Even after over two years of travel, the Jeita Grotto quite literally takes...
“Mum!” yells Z from the rear seat, an unusual position for someone who has pursued shotgun since shortly after he started talking. “This is TOTALLY...