Travel writer Nigel Heath pays the price of ignoring a good intention on visiting a French market.
ONE has two choices when visiting a bustling French market in a large town some miles from one’s holiday gite, hotel or B&B and they are either to rise early and beat the traffic and the descending hoards, or to remain in relaxed vacation mode and arrive in the fullness of time.
Travel writer Nigel Heath walks from the Thames Barrier to Staines with his friend Peter Gibbs.
IT was a magnificent September dawn just before the ‘Great Fire of London’ when we joined the mighty River Thames just upstream from its iconic barrier. No, my walking friend Peter Gibbs and I were not time travellers in a muddle.
We just happened to be setting out on the Thames Path walk to the river’s source in Gloucestershire as the final preparations were being made to set alight a floating replica of 17th century London to commemorate the 350th anniversary of the great conflagration.
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Whilst traveling around Brittany and Normandy, travel writer Nigel Heath visits the picturesque towns of Vitre, Fougeres and Dinan.
“THOSE Romans must have done an awful lot of marching around here when they occupied Gaul,” I remarked as we drove arrow-like along one of the many straight and almost empty roads we had encountered on our holiday travels around Normandy and Brittany. Continue reading
Travel writer Nigel Heath takes a trip to Tasmania, the island off the south east coast of mainland Australia.
WE were bound for Van Diemen’s Land and what an amazing place Tasmania is especially as you can see much of what this stunningly beautiful and mountainous island has to offer in a two week self drive circumnavigation.
Travel writer Nigel Heath dodges the storms to enjoy a fabulous tour of South Island, New Zealand.
BEING lucky with the weather is a bonus for most holidays in countries where wall-to-wall sunshine cannot reasonably be guaranteed and a tour of New Zealand’s mountainous South Island was certainly no exception as we were later to discover. It was early March, still late summer in this part of the world, when my wife Jenny and I boarded an inter-island ferry in Wellington for the three hour voyage across the often turbulent Cook Strait to Picton.
Many had told us that the voyage along the densely wooded Malborough Sound to reach the small port town, the gateway to South Island, was spectacular and we were certainly not disappointed.
Travel writer Nigel Heath embarks on a five hundred mile cruise on the long ship Viking Jarl.
IT was a glorious Sunday in autumn as we sped along the autobhan from Munich towards Nuremburg with the late afternoon sun turning thousands of beech trees to gold.
“We Germans call autumn ‘Old Granny’s Summer,” said our driver who was ferrying us from the airport to join the long ship Viking Jarl for an eight day, five hundred mile cruise through Germany into Austria and on to Budapest in Hungry. He did not know why but we were to find out the answer a little later.