Crazy monks, strange creatures roaming the mountains, thunder dragons, flying gurus, and penis art. Bhutan is a little bit special and so is its folklore.
In the old streets of Naples, there’s a small church of bones, mystery and cult worship – an offshoot of the Neapolitan Cult of the Dead.
Kolkata has been called a city of furious energy, the city of joy, a dying city. It is teeming, intense, broken and modern, old British empire and a stronghold of Bengali pride and culture. It’s crumbling and developing, wealthy and poor. It’s digested a tragic history but has a unique soul where it’s almost obligatory…
This town has an abandoned harbour, lost-in-time cafes, a train junkyard, old-world cinema and an astonishing annual fair. You’ve probably never heard of it (unless you live in central Scotland).
Good news for the endless road walkers, night prowlers, urban explorers, psychogeographers, explorers, threshold stalkers. We have our gods and goddesses and we are protected!
Wildlife, chateau, borders – notes from walking one of France’s most beguiling rivers.
Awesome scenery and endless rain, joyful dolphins and ruthless midges, whisky and crisps for dinner – a light-hearted look at the despair, joy, agony and peace when you try to do anything in the Great Scottish Outdoors.
Late Sunday night and Crewe Station is empty and deserted. But there is a lost world here, filled with the ghosts from a bygone era of variety theatre.
Ssandwood-bayandwood Bay in north Scotland is famous for its remote beauty. It’s also a place of legend, shipwrecks, fugitives and ghosts.
Yangon: an account of a slow and fascinating train journey through an extraordinary city is published in Elsewhere: A Journal of Place.