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A flock of fat pigeons arced lazily into the sky above the façade of Venice's Piazza San Marco and flew alongside the Silver Spirit as we edged our way slowly upstream on a perfect summer's day.
Friday, 6pm Arrive at Cologne Bonn airport. Take a 15-minute taxi ride to the city centre. Check in at the Hotel Marriott (Johannisstraße 76-80, www.colognemarriott.com). Doubles from e110.
Think of Holland, and windmills, tulips, clogs, canals and quaint wooden houses spring to mind. That's why Rotterdam has fewer visitors than Amsterdam - and yet Europe's largest port is a showcase for the inventive Dutch at their very best.
Friday, 9am Arrive in Zanzibar City and hop in a taxi to the Serena Inn, overlooking the ocean in Stone Town. (www.serenahotels.com/serenazanzibar/). Double rooms start from £107.
If you have any preconceptions of Dubai - too strict, too hot, too sandy etc etc - put them away for good and instead pack your bags and head for a taste of desert paradise.
With hectic jobs and weekends filled with taxiing kids around, we needed proper family bonding time away from the daily grind. We'd done the camping - too draughty and cold.
Going through an old trunk belonging to my late parents, I recently found a much-used map of the Valais.
My ultimate New York moment comes as I am preparing to leave. Having finished packing I lie on the bed in my room on the 25th floor of the Mondrian SoHo and take a last lingering look across the rooftops of lower Manhattan.
Friday, 4pm Hop on a train to Windermere, then take a 20-minute taxi ride to Monk Coniston, a Gothic-style country house with splendid views of Coniston Water (www.nationaltrust.org.uk).
Life is about the journey, not the destination," so said Ralph Waldo Emerson, so I don't know who is more excited by the prospect of the Eurostar to Paris, Graham and I or the girls.
From the open-air balcony on the 23rd floor of the Hotel Siru I have a clear, sweeping view of a small, bustling city by the sea, crowned by the medieval spires and towers of its pretty old town.
Whitby. I'd never been before, but it was love at first sight.
There are holidays and then there are things you simply have to do before you die. Along with many other people, I have dreamed of seeing the Northern Lights.
The contrast seemed surreal in the glare of the Californian sunshine. Tourists were strolling by in colourful shorts and T-shirts as ranks of men, smartly kitted out in dark suits and hats, set out in small fishing boats.
When the idea of a tennis holiday was first mooted I thought it was a joke.
Friday, 6pm Drive to Paxton, a delightful little village just off the A1 only a few miles away from Berwick upon Tweed.
CAN a complete novice learn to ski in three days? Alan Greenwood tries a crash course in the French Alps. . .
Behind the Goddess of Mercy Temple in George Town, the capital of the Malaysian state of Penang, a rebirth is under way.