A Grown-Up Gap Year
Tom Templeton
| 30 Oct 2006
Sitting on horseback, we look out across plains of golden scrub at distant thorn-shaped mountains from which a glacier shuffles into a blue lake. Wild horses graze and condors wheel in the Patagonian sky. Our guide Hernán explains that we are among twenty people on a ranch three times the size of Buenos Aires. A long-buried feeling of tearful elation rises through me...
Bolivia - Butch, Sundance & Che too
Peter Moss
| 10 Jan 2002
I never in my life saw so much nothingness. The remoteness was total, the desolation absolute, like driving from Utah to Wyoming by way of Siberia and the Yukon...
At home with the Tin Man
Mike Gonzalez
| 21 Jun 2000
"The billiard room is a reproduction of the Alhambra in Granada" we are told. In the study, a desk used by Napoleon rests on golden clawed feet; the entrance hall is constructed from pure Carrara marble. The extraordinary palace has rooms that echo Versailles, corridors that mimic Venice and gardens as luxurious and carefully tended as anything the Tsars of Russia might have built for themselves at the height of their powers...