The journey to Tangier began in chaos that never quite came under control. A winter storm struck at the very moment of my arrival, a vast grey sodden cloth flung down with brute force, obliterating the entire coastline at a single stroke. The following morning’s newspapers reported it with great…

On this return visit, however, the Royal Mansour has offered me a new way of seeing Casablaca’s vitality.

The lives of a thousand years ago were transformed by artists into idealized heavenly realms, and today, that ideal has revived in Dunhuang, becoming a scene we can see and hear in the earthly realm.

Thirteen years later, I finally understood the grief and anger in those black-veiled dancers—an expression of the gentleness and deep sentiment woven into the Qatari psyche.

This time in Sri Lanka, I will focus my entire journey on the stretch of the southwest coast around Galle – the stretch of sea where the Indian Ocean churns most fiercely.

Geography breeds isolation, and isolation invites myth. Xiahe, deep in the Tibetan lands of Gannan, was spared the weight of tragic histories and abandoned ruins.