Europe and United Kingdom Trip - May 1993 We departed from Manchester in the morning, to fly to London and arrived at 9.30 at Heathrow airport. To get to our hotel we took our first trip on the London underground to Kings Cross and booked into our hotel which was close by. That was easy! We had never before travelled on an underground train, but from the airport to our hotel it was not complicated and was great. What to do in London in less than 24 hours? Such a difficult choice. We were departing on a tour early the next morning so we had limited time. To make matters more difficult we had pre-booked and paid for a matinee show from home which cut into the day as well. How do you choose what to ... read more

Europe and United Kingdom Trip - May 1993 After spending five days in Bavaria, we flew to Amsterdam where we were going to stay for two days. As we approached Schipol airport, I looked out of the plane window and saw swathes of colour from the tulips growing in Holland - so colourful and brought to mind the old song "Tulips from Amsterdam". Such a cliché, I know, but couldn't help myself. From the airport we caught a train to the centre of Amsterdam. This was the first time I had ever seen a ‘double decker’ train, but unfortunately we didn’t get to travel in one. We dragged our very large suitcases (on wheels) from the station to our hotel - Grand Hotel Krasnapolsky, courtesy of the company that Paul worked ... read more

June 1983 A couple of months after we were married we moved up to Johannesburg from Cape Town for better work opportunities. Exciting to live in another city but sad at the same time to say goodbye to our home town, Cape Town with its beautiful mountains and sea. After much adjusting, hard work and settling down and a couple of years later, it was time for our next annual holiday and we decided to be daring and go to Mauritius. This was our first holiday abroad! Admittedly it was really just going to be a beach holiday, but it was quite a big step for us in those days to venture out of our country! Preparations began. Excitement building up. It's the middle of winter, how could we consider packing costumes and light summer clothing ... read more

No travel plans at the moment, so let's start from the beginning. How did my passion for travelling start? My first memories of travel stories? Spending evenings with my god parents showing us slides of their travels and then showing us all the treasures they bought along the way. How I drooled and wished that one day I would be fortunate to do the same. Slides of exotic places that they had been to, being projected on walls. This was in the days when it was more common practice and probably more economical to show slides rather than photographs. With almost life size images, at least to my young eyes, looking so enticing and interesting, I started dreaming of going on my own travels. I still had a long way to go though, as I had ... read more