I travel because the world is too interesting to read about second-hand. I write because a place is twice as good when you have to look at it carefully enough to put it into a sentence.
This website is the long version of a notebook I have been keeping for years — stories from journeys across continents, with photographs, itineraries, maps and reflections kept alongside the small embarrassments and unexpected kindnesses that any real trip is full of.
The aim is simple: a slow, beautiful, honest archive of somewhere I have been. So that the journeys, eventually, outlast the trip itself.
A small philosophy
“The best souvenirs are the ones you cannot pack.”