Many island resorts put too many extraneous luxuries in the way of the pure island experience. Plunge pools, octopus-like appendages of over-water bungalows, a 24-hour spa menu – you might as well be in a big city.
If only he had buns of steel. Bruce Poon Tip could have used a heat-resistant tush when he and hisfriends were dropped in the middle of the Gobi Desert for an adventurevacation a few years ago.
We take off like truant school kids, leaving the group of kayakers and canoeists far behind. My friend Mary and I are on a five-hour, 22-kilometre paddling stretch down the Grand River from Cambridge to Paris, one hour west of Toronto.
The mountains of Snowdonia are all but molehills compared to the highest peaks of the Himalayas. Yet a small Welsh hotel and pub has pride of place in the history of the first successful ascent of Everest.