I don’t travel just to see the world – I travel to see what it stirs in me. Sometimes it’s awe, sometimes it’s discontent, often it’s a reminder that the best adventures can be found in missed trains and dubious recommendations. These stories aren’t guides or glossy postcards; they’re ‘the crack that lets the light in’ – they’re finding the best of me in the middle of everywhere.
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Do the people who live behind this Mayfair door really like baboons?
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