Seville is dazzling and bewitching. It's a city of story and souls - from its flamencos, flourishing architecture and muti-layered faiths. Seville blooms at any given season, come night or day. He could have been a converso. But he is...
There are many ways to discover Italy's powerhouse. In Milan, you take a spade and dig, the odds of uncovering ancient relics are high. You could also take a good pair of shoes and the odds of discovering the...
Vienna was Freud's perfect place for his theories on the human psyche. Austria's pulsating capital can also be every traveler's waking dream and art aficionado's nirvana.
Otto Ernst Wiesenthal does not need a palace. He is happy in his thriving...
Between Vienna’s imposing Parliament Building and its famous university which dates back to medieval times, there sits a classic newspaper-laden Viennese café that bears the impress of uncompromising dignity.Inside you will find a wooden interior of exquisitely varnished columns,...
High up in the French Alps and away from the crowd, ordinary afternoon walks become sublime experiences with soul-rousing natural beauty playing the ideal backdrop.
On a steep, narrow country road at 1,150 meters above sea level, my travel partner...
Winter is like of my neighbor’s receding hairline. Its decline is subtle and gradual. Inconspicuous from day to day. Yet, while seasons regenerate and are renewed by annual equinoxes, his crowning glory showed no signs of recovery.
Sitting at the...
The sight of a solid, 20-inch bluish-green body adorned with protruding red spots greeted us.In perfect stillness, I saw him glued to the wall like an exquisite adornment. His physical demeanor told me to stay away. Yet the more...
There is nowhere in the world quite like Istanbul - spread across two continents, a city exuding with culture and contrast and always on the move.
Everyday mostly at six, old wooden carts pass and move along the narrow cobblestoned...
There was nothing but the gentle lapping, splashing and sedating sound of the waves, and the occasional cry of a passing gaff-rigged motorboat or the crisp April zephyr blowing from the shore of Punta Engaño on the Island of...
Under the cobalt glory of the Algarve sky, I arrived in Olhão, Portugal in the sweet summer of 2019. My affection towards the town and my wish to go back there is echoed in the work of fiction written...
