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Welcome to the Europe page. Here are some tanalising snippets of available articles, all of which can be tailored to your requirements. Email for more information about these and other destinations/story angles or forthcoming adventures.
IRELAND
Strange Company Indeed - Northern Ireland I’d
been photographing him for half an hour when our gazes meet and my feet
still. Sitting on a mossy stone, I studiy his elongated nose. His
curled moustache. His pointed chin. And those eyes, all-seeing
despite having watched centuries of Irish rain. Who
carved this Janus (twin faced) figure? What offerings did people make
- some still leave coins - before Christianity took firm hold? And how
many folk since has the inscrutable idol so mesmerised they wake as if
from a spell to find themselves in a damp graveyard beside a milking
shed?
Cow
pats foul the lane to tiny Caldragh Graveyard, in County Fermanagh, but
it’s worth getting muck on your shoes to see the figure which Nobel
Laureate poet Seamus Heaney described as God-eyed and sex-mouthed...
SPAIN
White Town Ramble - Andalucia Thyme
perfumes the air as we climb, hints of peppermint and lemon spicing the
mix as our boots crush wild herbs. A griffon vulture wheels overhead.
Bells clink on grazing cows. In the shade of a tree we drink from a
wine skin, learning to swallow while squirting the stream between
almost closed teeth, or wear the water. Slightly damp, we continue
along the track until it meets a mountain road.
Antonio
Galindo and his handsome mule Rojo are waiting around the first bend to
escort us along an old tobacco-smuggling trail. They drop behind as we
push through thigh-high shrubbery, but when we stop to admire snowdrift
pueblos blancos (white towns) on the hills opposite, Rojo's bell sounds
loud in Andalucia's midday silence...
Sunday in Santiago - Galicia Imagine
for a moment it is the Middle Ages. Europe is rattling with Knights
Templar and crusaders’ swords. After Jerusalem and Rome, the third
most holy city in Christendom is Santiago de Compostela, because here
lies the shrine of St James the Apostle, first cousin of Jesus Christ.
Faith in his miraculous power sets half a million pilgrims a year, and
a few adventurers and followers of fashion, on El Camino de Santiago
(the Way of St James), a network of “roads” through France to the
northwest Spanish city.
Eight centuries later, good fortune (rather than planning) delivers me to the holy city on a Sunday...
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