Shafik Gabr

Stupidity. A harsh word. Unfortunately, it exists – and in multiple shades. Recently I came across a book by Carlo…

It was cold and windy in Prague. I had arrived less than an hour ago, and a slight drizzle had…

Having lunch in Puglia every February at the home of my dear friend Giuseppe Rossi had been a tradition for…

It’s appropriate that I first heard of the “Lamborghini Theory” of political power in an Italian restaurant. I’m not sure…

Davos in the Swiss Alps is renowned as Europe’s highest city (1,560 m) and is well known as the city…

I landed in Paris early this morning to meet Rachel and Francois with the purpose of visiting a private gallery,…

The traditional British afternoon tea is an institution. It consists of a selection of dainty sandwiches, including, of course, the…

It was a very cold evening. A dull grey, with drizzling rain and horrific traffic. As I arrived ten minutes…

I have always been a fan of James Bond movies, with the exception of the last one, which frankly was…

I have long been drawn to art because it can be a bridge between worlds. After three years of studying…