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South Africa, Lesotho & Swaziland


South Africa, Lesotho & Swaziland
Lonely Planet – £17.99

Lions at waterholes, township art, clouds pouring over Table Mountain, Kalahari dunes, Drakensberg peaks, Swazi and Zulu ceremonies: Southern Africa’s famous trio is rich with adventures and experiences, culture and scenery.

                                                                     James Bainbridge
                                                                     Lonely Planet Writer

When compared to other travel guides, it does need to be said that Lonely Planet do go some way in coaxing that extra mile out of their publications. Perhaps there’s something in the layout, overall design or content, that makes this part-time traveller at least, always want to invariably reach out for their manifestation of travel writing, over others.

South Africa, Lesotho & Swaziland being no exception to this thinking.

Replete with an array of maps (many of which are generally overall country maps, although several do home-in on a number of city centres such as Cape Town and Durban, Knysna and Pietermaritzburg), and the sort of colour photography that traverses everything which comes to mind when thinking of Africa’s famous trio: from the lions, zebras, buffalo and rhino that constitute its spectacular wildlife, to whales swimming in Walker Bay, not to mention Cape Dutch architecture, the Cederberg Wildnerness, vast urban areas, Knysna oyters and of course, a menagerie of cats (which, along with lions, also include wildcats, leopards, caracals and of course, cheetahs).

Indeed, like the Rainbow Nation itself, these 628 pages (excluding Index) cover most of the things that could possibly be expected from a visit to this extraordinary part of the world: ”With people from Afrikaners to Zulu living side by side and speaking 11 official languages, South Africa is undoubtedly one of the world’s most diverse countries. Pastel rondavels (round hats with a conical roof) dot the green ridges of the Drakensberg and Wild Coast, Nelson Mandela’s birthplace; Basotho shepherds clad in distinctive hats and blankets lead their sturdy ponies through Lesotho’s Maluti Mountains; and at the traditional reed dances in Swaziland and Zululand, debutantes dance with swaying reeds for local royalty. Meeting these people and experiencing their diverse cultures, all coexisting thanks to Mandela’s legacy of tolerance, will leave you with indelible memories.”

Memories indeed!

Compartmentalised into twelve different sections (Western Cape, Eastern Cape, Kwazulu-Natal, Free State, Johannesburg & Gauteng, Mpumalanga, Kruger National Park, Limpopo, North West Province, Northern Cape, Lesotho, Swaziland) and simply packed with an abundance of all the important information you’ll ever need – from best places to eat and stay, sights and activities, phone numbers, websites, a handy section on the various languages, and a (most worthwhile) section called a Survival Guide that lends itself to everything you need to know – Lonely Planet do give good value for money.

Before I forget, also included is a wildlife guide, and in the back of the book, a pull-out map of Cape Town.

So, if you intend heading to either South Africa, Lesotho or Swaziland, be sure to investigate this most crucial of travel guides. It’ll enable you to do so much forward planning before you’ve even landed; which, when you think about it, can only be a good thing.

Or, like South Africa, Lesotho & Swaziland itself, an essential thing.

David Marx


Lonely Planet Denmark


Lonely Planet Denmark
(Seventh Edition)
Written by Carolyn Bain & Cristian Bonetto

Denmark may be well renowned for having to pay some of the highest taxes anywhere – on average, around 45 percent – but along with said taxes, comes one of the finest qualities of life in the world. On average, full-time workers report devoting 66% of their days to ”personal care.”

Indeed, currently ranked third in the world (nearby Norway is first), the country appears to have cemented it’s position at or near the top of the global tree of fine living; which, in the ultimately B-I-G scheme of life, really is no mean feat. Or, to quote one of the editors of this overtly friendly travel guide, Carolyn Bain: ”Chart-topping contentment and quality of life, blockbuster dining and design, and a cheerful emphasis on hygge (cosiness) – explore (and envy) what makes Denmark tick.”

With Lonely Planet Denmark, it really couldn’t be easier to ascertain just what does make Denmark tick. Reason being, this book is cool and edgy, well designed, simple to navigate throughout and is written in such a way that you can’t help but want to travel to the country’s capital, Copenhagen, nigh immediately: ”Copenhagen is the coolest kid on the Nordic block. Edgier than Stockholm and worldlier than Oslo, the Danish capital gives Scandinavia the X factor. Just ask style bibles Monocle and Wallpaper magazines, which fawn over its industrial-chic bar, design and fashion scenes, and culinary revolution. This is where you’ll find New Nordic pioneer Noma, (once again) voted the world’s best restaurant in 2014, and one of 15 Michelin-starred restaurants in town – not bad for a city of 1.2 million.

Yet Copenhagen is more than just seasoned cocktails and geometric threads. A royal capital with almost nine centuries under its svelte belt, its equally well versed when it comes to world-class museums and storybook streetscapes. Its cobbled, bike-friendly streets are a hyggelig (cosy) concoction of sherbet-hued town houses, craft studios and candlelit cafes. Add to this its compact size, and you have what is possibly Europe’s most seamless urban experience.”

Sound like something of a cultural, dog’s under-carriage?

Like The Netherlands, another small nation in north-western Europe – who too, place a rather large emphasis on gezelligheid (cosiness) – Denmark does indeed drip with simply inviting sexy chic, along with a chilled vibration that needs to be exceedingly regularly embraced.

Hence, the equal abundance of Danish outdoor activities, as explained on page thirty: ”Although small (and very flat), Denmark has a great diversity for activities, from island-hopping cycling adventures to Lake District canoeing. The sea, never far away, offers fishing, sailing, windsurfing and beach-going, while the national parks and hiking trails offer walkers a chance to stretch their legs. And everywhere, the cycling opportunities are outstanding.”

Covering all the main regions of the country from obviously Copenhagen (a pull-out map is included) to Zealand to Bornholm to both Southern and Northern Jutland, these 309 pages – excluding Behind the Scenes, Index and Map Legend – is unquestionably up there with all helpful, concise and important travel guides. Along with sections on History, Food & Drink, Literature, Film & TV as well as Denmark Today and The Danish Lifestyle, Lonely Planet Denmark absolutely has to be packed alongside one’s toothbrush and credit card.

Especially if travelling to Denmark.

David Marx

The Other Paris


The Other Paris – An Illustrated Journey Through
A City’s Poor and Bohemian Past
By Luc Sante
Faber & Faber – £16.99

”Before Haussmann’s reconfiguration of the centre, the neighbourhoods were tightly interwoven; afterward they were more separated, but the classes still met on common ground: on the squares and boulevards. It was said that when cafes began to feature open terraces, the poor discovered what and how to eat from passing by and observing the diners as they ate. And the rich always had the opportunity to absorb the culture of the poor from their markets and entertainments. For that matter, the practice of mixite flourished for at least a century: a house of six or seven stories would feature a shop on the ground floor; the shopkeepers’s dwelling on the mezzanine level; a bourgeois family upstairs from the mezzanine, on the, the ‘noble floor’ then each succeeding story would house people of progressively lesser income. People trudged up as few flights of stairs as they could afford, and as a result, every such house was itself a microcosm of society as a whole.”

When one thinks of Paris, for some idiosyncratically odd and perhaps romantic reason, they invariably conjure up many of the images described and photographed throughout this altogether wonderful book.

To be sure, The Other Paris – An Illustrated Journey Through A City’s Poor and Bohemian Past by Luc Sante is somewhat mesmerising in that it immediately transports the reader unto a place we all – for some reason or other – already know so well. The hustle and bustle, the oft referenced ‘seductive couture and intellectual hauteur’ that makes Paris so intrinsically alluring.

Indeed it’s all here; these 271 pages (excluding Carte de Paris, Notes, Acknowledgements and Index) vividly convey a city for all its captivating worth: ”What an awakening, silent but alive, happens when this city – its streets, houses, sidewalks, lamposts, trees, urinals – is no longer covered like a skin, like a crust, by that grublike swarm of humans rushing to the job machine, but at night comes back to life, swims back to the surface, washes off it s filth, stands back on its feet, scratches itself, sings to break the silence, makes light to rend the darkness. It stretches, relaxes, spreads itself out before me, the solitary walker, the unknown strider, stranding me among its scattered limbs, a vast labyrinth in which I rapturously lose myself, turning every corner, leaving every boulevard at the first left, catching up with the stream once again or passing it by, hopping on one foot, whistling with a but in the corner of my mouth.”

Inundated with a cornucopia of black and white photographs, drawings and reprints of posters (of a long but not necessarily forgotten era), these twelve chapters are as vivid as they are entertaining as they are at times, highly educational.

As The London Review of Books’ Jeremy Harding has since written: ”A poetic guide to the city’s underworld across six centuries, a threepenny opera with a milling crowd of beggars, gangsters, whores and constables, attended by artists, insurrectionaries and intellectuals.”

In and of itself, quite a wide (and unforgiving) gambit; rather like the stunning city of Paris itself.

David Marx

On Glasgow and Edinburgh


On Glasgow and Edinburgh
By Robert Crawford
Belknap/Harvard University Press – £20.00

And through thy heart, as though a dream
Flows on that black disdainful stream;
All scornfully it flows,
Between the huddled gloom of masts,
Silent as pines unvexed by blasts
‘Tween lamps in streaming rows.
O wondrous sight! O stream of dread!
O long dark river of the dead!

                                                                    ‘Glasgow’/Alexander Smith

Ask almost anyone in Glasgow about how they’d compare themselves to people in Edinburgh, and nine times out of ten, they’ll always come back with: ”we are far more friendlier.” Ask the equivalent in Edinburgh, and they’ll more often than not reply: we are far more cultured.”

As is probably well known, the cities enjoy an infamously internecine relationship; a relationship (if such it can be called) anchored in such other intercity rivalries that persist all around the world to this day – like Barcelona and Madrid in Spain and Moscow and St. Petersburg in Russia.

That said, Scotland’s ”sparring metropolises just happen to be so much smaller and closer together – like twins orbiting a common axis.” Clearly, such assessment is forever going to be debatable, although in a round-a-bout sort of way, I have to concur that Glasgow and Edinburgh are reminiscent of twins that orbit ”a common axis.”

On Glasgow and Edinburgh, finds the poet and critic Robert Crawford, divulging all that is attractive and appealing, interesting and idiosyncratic about both cities in equal measure. Hence the book being divided into two parts, wherein its 316 pages (not including Further Reading, List of Illustrations, Credits, Acknowledgements and Index) perceptively assimilate that which is both good and bad. As the author of Leaving Alexandria: A Memoir of Faith and Doubt, Richard Holloway writes: ”This book is a beautiful idea lovingly accomplished. It is high time that the old ugly rivalry between Glasgow and Edinburgh ended, and this book shows us how to do it. Like an inspirational couples counsellor, Robert Crawford suggests that bigamy is the answer: we should learn to love both of these great cities with equal passion. He does, and so do I. You should try it, too.”

As mentioned at the outset, having spent time in both (really terrific) cities, I’d have to concur that people in Glasgow really are among the friendliest I’ve ever come across; while Edinburgh – although clearly not Vienna or Paris – really is something of a cultured confluence of the arts and architecture.

Crawford touches on as much in the chapter, ‘Edinburgh – ‘The Royal Mile: From the Castle to a Song” where he writes: ”Around St. Giles, lawyers come and go as they have done for centuries. Yet for a few weeks each summer since 1947, the Edinburgh Festival has put a very different complexion on things. Once the Festival was all opera and high culture; several of T. S. Eliot’s plays were premiered there. Gradually, however, the official Festival has been engorged by its huge ”Fringe,” which features all sorts of performances, ranging from stand-up comedy to students’ Shakespeare.”

Having spent an entire month acting in a play at the Fringe, I would in all honesty have to say there’s a huge element of much ado about nothing attached to the Fringe.

That’s to say, Edinburgh stands on its own; it really doesn’t need some of the crass injection that the Fringe unfortunately has to offer. After all, ”the Castle Rock called Edinburgh into being. Ever since the first few houses clustered round the castle, no city in the world has had a more spectacular medieval centrepiece. Once crucial for defence, surveillance, and maintaining order, the Castle remains a British military barracks but is now principally for looking at. Unfailingly photogenic, it still appears, as England’s John Taylor put it in his Pennyles Pilgrimage of 1618, ”so strongly grounded, bounded, and founded, that by force of man it can never bee confounded.””

So utterly readable and exceedingly enjoyable, On Glasgow and Edinburgh is more critically astute than a Will Self trouble-shooter.

David Marx



By Andy Symington & Catherine Le Nevez
Lonely Planet – £15.99

It’s sometimes possible to delve into a travel guide and come away with an instinctive feel for the place under investigation. In this instance, Lonely Planet’s Finland has instilled a quintessential feel of what the nation clearly is and what it has to offer. This is immediately made clear in ‘Welcome to Finland’ on page four’s ‘Call of the Wild’: ”The Finland you encounter will depend on the season of your visit, but whatever the month, the call of the wilderness is a siren song not to be resisted.”

The term ‘siren song,’ is a relative and rather pronounced term, as in a round-a-bout kid of way, it implores the reader to not in any way be reticent in packing their bags – as the editors continue: ”There’s something pure in the Finnish air and spirit that’s really vital and exciting; it’s an invitation to get out and active year-round.”

It’s hard to argue with such an acutely, well considered invitation; but then again, we are talking Lonely Planet, a publisher renowned for simply excellent travel guides. This up to date, number one best selling guide to Finland being no exception. Each of its 301 pages (excluding Index) has something enlightening and informative to offer both the casual traveller and the curious investigator.

This is partly due to the book’s instinctive layout: subject, why and when to go?, map, explanation, getting around, activities, festivals and events, sleeping, drinking and night-life, entertainment, shopping and finally, information (which includes numbers, addresses and websites). Once said forthcoming linearity is comfortably embraced, the reader/traveller can forget all/any navigational issues, and get on with not only enjoying this most enjoyable of books, but Finland as a whole. A country, which, as Symington reminds us, is made up of: ”cutting edge urbanity, technology and design meet epic stretches of wilderness in Europe’s deep north. Summers of endless light balance freezing but magical winters, with outdoor activity a must year-round.

From the country’s capital Helsinki to Turku and the South Coast, from Karelia to Lapland, Finland traverses all (travel) areas of the country one essentially needs to know: Finland Today, History, The Sami, Finnish Lifestyle and Culture, Finnish Design, The Arts and of course, Food, Drink and a Survival Guide (which consists of Transport, Language and numerous maps).

Admittedly, a few more photographs wouldn’t have gone amiss, but in all honesty, the book really does stand on it own – without or without a menagerie of photographs.

David Marx

Berlin Tales

berlin tales

Berlin Tales – Stories translated by Lyn Marven
Edited by Helen Constantine
Oxford University Press – £9.99

These seventeen stories traverse the effervescent city of Berlin, both past and present, in such a beguiling way – that one’s compelled to not only read more, but investigate the city for real.

By way of miniaturist story telling, most sides of the German capital – from the decadence and the modernity of the Weimar Republic right through to the eventual fall of the Berlin Wall in 1989 – are marvellously captured and juxtaposed throughout Berlin Tales.

While many of the stories have been translated for the first time, almost all come across as having lost none of their initial panache, individuality nor wit. The nigh photographic, rapid and random snapshot travelogue that is ‘My Berlin’ (by Emine Sevgi Ozdamar) being a perfect example.

It’s so concise, it’s almost poetic: ”At Zoo station I waved to all the buses going past. I was in freedom and was pleased about the rain. I thought, Berlin has waited for me for nine years. It was as if back then when I returned to Istanbul, Berlin had frozen like a photo, to wait for me – with the long, tall trees, with the Gedachniskirche, with the double-decker buses, with the corner pubs. Berlin Kindl beer, the crosses on the beer mats. Walls. Checkpoint Charlie. U-Bahn. S-Bahn. Cinema on Steinplatz. Abshied von gestern (Yesterday Girl). Alexander Kluge. Bockworst sausages. The Brecht theatre Berlin Ensemble. Arturo Ui. Canals. The Peacock Island. Tramps in the stations. Pea soup. Lonely women in Cafe Kranzler. Black Forest gateau. Workers from different countries. Spaghetti. Greeks. Cumin-Turks. Cafe Kase. Telephone dances. Bullet holes in house walls. Cobblestones. Curried sausage. White bodies waiting for the sun at Lake Wannsee. Police dogs. East German police searchlights. Dead train tracks, grass growing between them. House notices: ‘In the interests of all residents children are forbidden to play games.’ Stations left behind in East Berlin which the West underground trains pass through without stopping. A solitary East-policeman on the platform. Solinka soup. Stuyvesand cigarettes. Rothandle cigarettes. Signs:’Achtung Sie verlassen den Amerikanischem Sektor / Warning you are leaving the American sector.’ Jewish cemetery in East Berlin. Ducks on Lake Wannsee. A bar with music from the 1940s, old women dancing with women. Broilers.”

This one story alone is a more than jubilant, topsy-turvy traipse through everything that Berlin once was (and to a certain degree, still is). It’s colourful, majestic and well-paced, not to mention almost serene in its observation; which, along with such other short stories as ‘Seen from the Window’ by Siegried Kracauer (”They are not compositions like Pariser Platz or La Concorde which owe their existence to a single architectural conception, rather they are creations of chance […]”) and ‘Gina Regina’ by Ulrike Draesner (”an intermezzo of sugar bun and sex”), are a delight to both read and truly behold.

And like the city itself, investigate further.

David Marx



Amsterdam – A History of the World’s Most Liberal City
By Russell Shorto
Little, Brown – £25.00

Amsterdam always has, and always will hold a particularly special place in my heart. That my mother was born in the city and I spent so much of my childhood there, still resonates to such a degree that it’s far more of a home-town (to quote Bruce Springsteen) than that where I was actually born.

And what a vibrant, wonderful city it is too; which, from a historical perspective at least, is perfectly captured in Russell Shorto’s Amsterdam – A History of the World’s Most Liberal City.

Admittedly, it might be due to my own relationship with the city, but these ten chapters simply flew by. In all honesty, I found parts of the book almost un-put-down-able; but again, this may partially be due to wanting to read about the city of my childhood through another’s eyes.

It may also be partially due to the fact that Shorto’s all round acute, very considered approach, makes so much political sense: ”So while this is a book about a city, it is also about an idea. Amsterdam’s history belongs to all of us, for those of us who live in Western democratic societies – wherever we place ourselves on the political spectrum – are all liberals, who depend on liberalism as a foundation of our lives […]. My weekly bicycle trip in my Amsterdam neighbourhood bears out James Baldwin’s observation that ”people are trapped in history, and history is trapped in them.””

So right from the very outset – the above quote is from chapter one – one instinctively knows that one’s in for a read that’s as analytical and defined, as it is revealing and dare I say it, persuasive. The latter of which is all the more clarified in the third chapter (‘The Alteration’), wherein Shorto so sensibly writes of William of Orange’s initial entry into Amsterdam – which in itself, triggered a huge transformation: ”In this period, the northern Dutch provinces would sign the Union of Utrecht, a de facto constitution that, following on the decades of slaughter in the name of religion, would guarantee freedom of conscience. It would be a first draft of the concept of religious freedom and, beyond that, of the legal notion of equality.”

Naturally, no book on Amsterdam would suffice without touching on painting; the countless mijsterwerks of Rembrandt van Rijn especially, of whom the author writes: ”Rembrandt’s fame as an artist had to do with technical brilliance and an inventive, theatrical approach. He was a master realist. But it’s fair to say that what truly struck, even stunned, his contemporaries was his seeming to have turned his subjects inside out. He didn’t just paint what they looked like; he painted who they were.”

Amsterdam really is a necessary read for a number of reasons.

Apart from the fact that it’s well written, it’s enlightening and brave and touches upon all right issues that are so entwined with this most glorious of cities. From history to philosophy, Calvinism to Liberalism, sex, art, diamonds, Spinoza and John Lennon’s bed-in; it’s all here in one fantabulous book. A book described by the author of 1491 and 1493 Charles C Mann as: ”Amsterdam is a small place that casts a big shadow. As Russell Shorto shows in this smart, elegant book, culture and geography have conspired to thrust the city into the midst of our day’s most important debates… Not only is this a wonderfully readable account of the city, it is also a history of how the Dutch invented – and sometimes failed to live up to – today’s concepts of liberty and tolerance.”

The fount of liberalism is herein truly testified. As is the glittering jewel of Amsterdam itself. A great book.

David Marx