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Every picture tells a story... often it suggests that the photographer should learn how to use his or her camera. These days everyone with a laptop, a decent camera and a rucksack fancies him- or herself as a travel writer and/or photographer. Which can make it challenging for those of us who have made it our long-term vocation on the assumption that quality and appropriate remuneration still matter. In any case, after more than 20 years of travel writing and...
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 "My Dead Sea stroll to the spa began unpromisingly. An old Jordan hand chided me for breaking every social taboo in the land: wet hair (suggestive of steamy sex, not a good look in Ramadan, when romps are banned till sunset); exposed nape of the neck (erotic provocation); bare knees (erogenous zone and poor sartorial sense); looking men in the eye (looser morals than Salome, that local minx). But the irrepressible staff smiled serenely at my crimes, while possibly consigning me to Sodom, just down the track in Biblical terms."

© Lisa Gerard-Sharp, Holy Mud, Times Online, 2007

 

 

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