An hour by air to the north west of Ho Chi Minh City gets you to Pleiku (“play-koo”) in the coffee growing Central Highlands. Untouristed and unloved, it has to be a contender for ugliest city in Vietnam. Razed by … Read More »
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Bosom buddy Pete has lived forty years in Barcelona but in all my many visits I’ve never been able to to make decent pictures of the place. I’m pretty clueless at photographing architecture but will keep at it so watch … Read More »
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My old school pal Jim and Ane live on Tenerife. It you’ve heard the place is “spoilt”, head for the north of the island and judge for yourself
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A good friend once commented, and I dare say others have thought it, that a man visiting South East Asia alone is likely as not driven by the desire to get laid with no strings attached. (Steve: you clearly haven’t … Read More »
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March 26. I’m at it again. Sipping my favourite drug – having long since renounced the illegals and, with more difficulty, tobacco – at a pavement cafe in downtown Buon Ma Thuot. A street photographer and caffeine addict does not … Read More »
Viets have an earthy, robust humour that reminds me of my native Sheffield. On arrival in Kon Tum I found a hotel that seemed OK and told Slim, the lad on the desk, I wanted a motorbike in the morning. … Read More »