Last month I flew in the pilot’s seat to Barbados, St Martin, Las Vegas, Hong Kong and London in a 777, a big plane to handle for a novice.
With the seemingly endless lockdowns affecting travel plans, I’m dreaming of my favourite destinations, which I hope to visit again one day.
On the lovely island of Barbados for a week, we discover a Thomas-the-Tank-Engine-cute little train which huffs and puffs to the top of the hill and back.
A slow boat to Brazil’s colonial coast, fabulous cities and glittering beaches brings back memories of the golden age of cruising.
There’s nothing more romantic than a beach wedding, especially in the Caribbean.
Ron is my best friend everywhere it’s too warm to drink Scotch.