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In the Middle Ages, while Amsterdam was still a tiny fishing village, cities in the eastern part of the Netherlands flourished. They were...

A harsh, northeasterly wind whipped through the fields, covering us in fine, red dirt. We climbed into the car and drove through small...

Guest post by Clare Naden, student in one of my workshops. If you'd like to take a workshop or join a retreat, check out the offerings...

It all started 500 years ago with a river On a cloudy, unremarkable Sunday in September, families climbed the steps to Eusebius, Arnhem’s...

Running a B&B in Italy Today’s newsletter is an interview with Debbie and Darrel Stacey, a couple originally from the UK, who own and...

I’m back in Nardò this weekend, finalising the autumn workshops, including accommodation and cycling around. A bike is probably not the...

Yesterday, in the pouring rain, in front of the slavery monument in Amsterdam, King Willem Alexander of the Netherlands apologised for...

I was standing exactly where the postbox was meant to be, where Google Maps promised it would be. In its place, a slab of smooth, newly...

As the food tour wound its way past a medieval tower in Bologna, an American (who lives in Lisbon, btw) said, “You don’t sound like...

The trip started from Düsseldorf on the sleek German high-speed ICE, whizzing through Köln, Frankfurt and München, where we switched to...