Phil Thomas

The first time I came to Argentina’s capital, I hit the city like a freight train and felt like it hit me right back…it’s not a city that does things in half-measures. It’s a city that rewards attention, which is obviously a downside of a flying visit. 48hrs in Buenos Aires before you head south to hike Patagonia (more on that here), Tierra del Fuego (yep, I’ve covered that too) or to the wine country around Mendoza (on the bucket list) is enough time to both give you a flavour of the city...

Nobody writes for the purpose of being nominated for awards - that would be a fool's errand and is unlikely to get you anywhere. When I started blogging and then writing for external publications, I was wracked with imposter syndrome and self-doubt. Am I any good at this? Why would anyone want to read my words? As I develop as a writer, this diminishes but I'd be a pretty poor liar if I didn't admit I still get those nagging feelings. In my previous career, awards meant very little...

The Big Easy is quite easily the most intoxicating city on Earth.  It nudges, distracts, seduces, and occasionally shouts in your ear. It’s also not a city that reveals itself politely or all at once but on a flying visit, don’t let that stop you!  I’ve been lucky enough to visit during all seasons – for Mardi Gras, an NFL weekend (which I’ve blotted the game from memory) and most recently two 24hr stops bookending a trip upcountry. With just 24 hours in New Orleans, the trick is not to try...