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I am in love with this show from Marc by Marc Jacob Spring Sumer 2012 collection. Its written Farah all over it. Its fashionable, colourful and still looks great with my leggings, jeans and even my tracksuits.

It has now been a few days since I was at the historic unveiling of Virgin Galactic’s VSS Enterprise . I’ve not only been professionally connected to this project for three years as Virtuoso CEO but also personally as a Founder Future Astronaut, and this entry is from the personal side. You see, I have six models of VMS Eve carrying VSS Enterprise! I have them at work, at home, heck, I think the only place I don’t have one is in my car – hmmmmm? I was there for the amazing ASA visit to Scaled Composites during Virtuoso’s Travel Mart 2008, I was there for the unveiling of the models in New York and the awesome party that followed, and I was there for the unveiling of VMS Eve, so my expectations were pretty high for what I was going to see this week. First Look At VSS Enterprise Nothing could have prepared me for the experience – seeing them coupled together, coming through the mist, was just awesome. Simply put, you can’t truly appreciate how incredible these two look together – they

The coast of Morocco was the best decision I made on this entire trip. I could have spent all my time there. It’s a breath of fresh air from the hustle and bustle and clusterfuck of the cities and has every landscape imaginable. Driving, for once, was an actual pleasure and I felt a sense of freedom that I haven’t felt since I moped through the island of Ometepe in Nicaragua, with the wind in my hair and the sun on my face. You’ll drive straight into mountainous landscape from lush green hills to argan trees and climbing goats, from palm trees perfectly spaced out to the rocky cliffs and orange sand of the beach. It was heaven. If you’ve ever driven Pacific High Coast 1 in California, it’s exactly that. Long story short, if you don’t do the coast of Morocco, you’re actually basic. Before Leaving America, The Language, and What to Pack Pack your bikini, duh. If you have a wetsuit and travel with a surfboard, bring that too. The water is entirely too cold to surf without one. You ca

Travelling solo is almost the norm these days. Everywhere you look there is encouragement to take the chance and travel on your own. There’s lists, tips, and all sorts of tricks on how to go about it. I love travelling on my own and I could easily fill pages about why it’s such a great idea and an amazing experience, but instead I want to address something lacking in this area. How to make friends when you move abroad solo. Moving abroad solo is one of the best decisions you could make! But figuring out how to make friends in a new country can be a bit overwhelming. In many ways working out how to make friends overseas is in many ways the same as if you were to move somewhere else in your own country, but it can seem more stressful. When you’re travelling most people you meet are in the same boat (sometimes literally). They’re travelling as well and open to opportunities. You put yourself in so many easy situations to meet people, like making friends at hostels or in tour groups. I

So I finally found a computer that I can upload pics from. Please scroll down and see the updates, there are some gooders. So after a long and some what uncomfortable night train, Jon and I arrived in Prague. We spent the last two days touring around. There are some beautiful buildings with a lot of history. Today we walked to the Charles bridge which was constructed in the 14th century. It is amazing and is hard to believe that something like that could be built back then. Right now we are taking some down time to email and send postcards. If you would like a post card from somewhere in Europe, email me your address. We are also looking into flights to Dublin for St.Patrick’s day. More to come… Related articles across the web Adapting to Praha Praha with John The Most Beautiful City of Europe

I was awoken by the boat's anchor. One final time. We had arrived in Barbados. Our last stop. When we departed the ship today, we wouldn't be returning and that fact made me feel slightly empty inside. We packed up our things. I sorrowfully took in the sight of our room, determined to remember every detail of it. Our soft beds. The dressing table with built-in speakers which blasted the most jolly theme-tune I had ever heard in my life. I did a sound recording on my phone. I never wanted to forget that tune. We had visited so many extraordinary islands on our Caribbean cruise. I knew I'd leap at the opportunity to do it again and see some new islands. One cruise that looks exciting is Fathom Cruise's Caribbean Cruise which visits the Dominican Republic in its journey - an island I have always wanted to visit! Walking down the jetty with the great ship behind us was painful. But every ending is also a beginning too. When one experience ends, another star

It’s a classic cliché in the arsenal of any conversationalist – the one question that every traveller dreads, yet somehow (inevitably) always faces: What’s your favourite place you’ve been to? 7 words, and it’s like you’ve been shot. How could you possibly choose between all your beloved destinations from around the world? Choosing one from the mix evokes feelings of immense guilt (yes, about hurting an inanimate place’s feelings), and all of a sudden, you feel like you’re agonizing over which child’s your favourite. A slightly less dramatic Sophie’s choice if you will. Now I still haven’t mastered the answer to that question, but if this is indicative of anything, my desktop wallpaper has been the Amalfi Coast ever since coming home… [and 2016 update: I haven’t changed it since.) Now, I’m sure that name will ring some bells. With its steep, picturesque cliffs, sparkling Mediterranean views and lemons the size of baseballs, the Amalfi Coast is one of Italy’s best known destination

Finding Light on a Dark Highway To cross the divide between youth and adulthood, sometimes you need wings to fly. I found mine one brilliant summer on an epic, cross-country road trip I took with my wife, Tara. It was a definitive moment in the evolution of our relationship. We were good friends at the time—young, career-less, recently freed from dead-end relationships, and maybe a little unsure of ourselves. At the time I think we were both dreamers without a dream, but ready to try anything. My part of the story started in May. After an eight-day walk on the Appalachian Trail failed to revive a three-year-old relationship with my girlfriend, we soon went our separate ways. My seasonal job had ended, I had no interest in college, and I was confused about what to do next. My soul ached for clarity, purpose and…freedom. The time was ripe to travel and to find, somewhere in this supposed land of the free, a light to lead me out of the darkness. It took me two weeks to fix up my old g