Jules Herbert

I go through stages. I’m in an Indian stage now so one of my best moments-of-the-minute was soaking up the colours and noises of Varanasi from a boat on the Ganges. A place where the spiritual rubs shoulders with frenzied chaos – a contrast India has nailed. But plunging into the Ocean in Western Australia away from the mayhem of spotter planes and dive master shrieks, to the relative tranquillity of under-water snorkelling alongside a whale shark has to be a contender...

Eating, err I’m not even sure which deep fried insects in rural China. And I’d have to avoid meeting the Peruvian mountain farmer who laughed at my passport photo when I was changing money ‘un hombre un hombre’ he chuckled.