Travel is an amazing privilege, you probably realise that now you’ve been deprived of it. I know I do. We should never take it for granted. I travel because my own father always said he would travel after he’d retired, but he never got the chance because he died from cancer when he was 49. I travel for him when I go to places as well as for myself.
Julian’s Journeys is a collection of 34 travel stories. These stories are part memoir, part travelogue, and part revelation about the effect travel has on me.
The tales are local.
In Italy, the nun at a bus station in Catania in Sicily was incredibly knowledgeable about the local delicacy, mortadella. I was waiting for a bus to the beautiful town of Taormina with views over Mount Etna, the active volcano. Later in the day, the nun’s recommendation proved accurate.
In Bulgaria, I became slowly inebriated when a local villager offered me the opportunity to sample his homemade slivovitz in his garden – all the while we wrote down football results on a piece of paper as the sun beat down from a blue sky.
In Istanbul, I had a conversation with a super-smooth carpet-seller. He was giving me directions to the major tourist sights and, strangely enough, all those directions went past his shop. How amazing is that?
Julian was born in Leicester, attended school in Yorkshire, and university in Liverpool.
He has been to 94 countries and territories and intends to make the 100 when travel is easier.
He writes travel books, murder / mysteries and absurd fiction.
His sense of humour is distilled from The Marx Brothers, Monty Python, Fawlty Towers, and Midsomer Murders.
His latest book is about a Buddhist cat who tries to help his squirrel friend fly further from a children's slide.
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