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“Moscow still remains the city that the world associates with iron-clad socialism, dodgy airline companies and the imposing Kremlin. Despite being only a short hop from London, it invokes a far-off, almost feral image.”

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The low, moaning drone hummed through the glass of our hotel room in Inverness, immediately bringing an ironic smile to my lips. “It can’t be,” I mused to the boy. “It can’t be bagpipes. Can it?”

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“I have never really fancied visiting Dubai. Dubai to me has always been like liver, or spinning – I do not need to try it to know that I won’t like it.” Jess puts aside her forebodings and discovers a different Dubai…

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Victoria Sackville-West lyrically wrote of the region, “This calm of husbandry, this redolent tilth. This terracing of hills, this vintage wealth.” David explores the luxury properties of Tuscany’s Castelfalfi…

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“Chekov would have been in his element. The sky was grey, the air chilled, a bracing morning and one with a wisp of adventure on that Siberian fuelled breeze.” Stirling takes Lady S for a train ride…

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“There are two roads from Cancun to Chichen-Itza. The first takes you through quiet villages. The other, the one we found ourselves on, was a dual carriageway, through scrub jungle and without a single stopping point for 150km.”

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“Traditionally the preserve of spring break chaos and package holidays, my heart sank when an invitation dropped through our letterbox to the wedding of Mrs L’s Canadian cousin, naming the destination: Cancun.”

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“The good people of Andermatt are very excited. Or at least 96% of them are, according to official statistics. Probably with good reason too. Things are going to be changing. Irreversibly. Forever!”

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“I hadn’t skied for ten years. Yet I set myself a journey to the Swiss Alps, filled with a mixture of trepidation and ballsy, thrill-seeking adventurism.” David J. Constable skiis, sleds and strips naked in Gstaad.

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I’m lounging in my spacious, three-room Bahia royal suite at the Angsana Riads Collection in Marrakech. My private confines are so serene that only the beatifically haunting call to prayer punctuates the quiet…

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“I am not a polar bear. I do not have layers of fur, nor do I find basking on a slowly-receding iceberg pleasurable.” Alwynne visits a snow-covered Bruges, and discovers that sipping gourmet beer is a good way to avoid frostbite.

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