Paris in the Spring is a magical place, beloved by writers, filmmakers, poets and romantics but there is always a problem when I come here each Spring – I do not get to see much of Paris!
For me and many others who flock to Paris at the end of each May, Paris means one thing only Continue reading
You would be hard pushed to find Baan Nong Weng on the map – I first came here 6 years ago and have been back most years since, staying in one of the many thousands of almost indistinguishable villages in Isaan, the dry dusty north eastern region of Thailand that borders on to Cambodia and Laos. Continue reading
Notes from a Nomad 