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The Legend of Norman Carr & One of the Greatest Safari Sightings Ever!

It would be the luck of the Gods to stumble upon a feisty young male elephant who would miraculously fend off a pride of 14 female lions on a Norman Carr safari in Zambia. It would be a battle for the ages... but not the death. And the video would go viral on YouTube and inspire close to a half a billion eyes in over 120 countries, all who've watched this extraordinary footage, a feel-good story with a happy ending. A rarity these days.

And now, for the first time, here is the true back-story of what actually happened that led up to this extraordinary sighting. One not soon to be forgotten.
Throughout my entire career, one of the most exhilarating experiences I’ve had as a journalist -- and in my life -- has been going on safari. Since 1994, I’ve been on some of the most memorable safari trips in six countries, some that might even impress some of the most experienced guides and adventure travelers. At times, surrounded by celebrity, though it never diminished the experience. Surreal moments like hot air ballooning with the likes of Zigfriend & Roy, or being chased by elephants with supermodel Naomi Campbell, watching rhino mating with actor James Earl Jones, Iman, Grace Jones, and the late Lord Lichfield. All well-documented by various newspapers and news agencies over the years. You see, fame means nothing in the bush. Fame has no influence over The Big Five. And I have the tales to prove it.  

48 Nsolo Shaddy Batwell BWAfter over 200 safari drives from as far away as Botswana, South Africa, Zimbabwe, Zambia, Tanzania and Zanzibar, I thought I’d seen, not all, but more than most. And I guess I had. But even with so much history behind me, there was more to be made. For you see, little did I know one of the greatest sightings of all time was to come. One that would grab the attention of the world.  

Norman Carr is considered to be the father of Eco-community based tourism in Zambia. Born in Malawi, he was then sent to England to complete his education, and returned at age seventeen. Within a few years, he became an elephant control officer for then Northern Rhodesia.

During WWII, Carr served as an officer with the Kings African Rifles. The experience would change Carr forever. This is when he came up with the concept of walking safaris where people could smell and touch the Earth, and photograph animals and money would go directly to the local communities, one that would evolve into incomes and go to the African people. For the first time, visitors would shoot with cameras -- instead of guns.   

Without a doubt, Norman Carr's spirit still lives on vibrantly in South Luangwa Park where his Chinzombo Camp exists, and most of his ashes are scattered.  

We came to pay our respects. Literally a stone's throw from our sighting, there he lies, buried under a simple grave stone, with a safari-worn bronze plaque that reads: "May he rest in peace here in the spirit of the park which will forever be his monument." Ole Norman's spirit must have been hanging around the park that day. I can just see him talking to the bush Gods, going, "These people seem like nice folk. Let's give them a really good show!"

And he did not disappoint.

The shocking vision of 14 lions on top of this poor 8 year-old male elephant brought to its knees, had us writhing in emotional pain. "Oh no! Oh no!" is all our guide, Innocent, could exclaim. We thought we were going to see the most horrific kill one could imagine. Instead, we saw one of the greatest battles of any safari in any century.  



"Hercules" would be the elephant's name. Mindy Roberts, the young lady who keeps Norman Carr Safaris at the top of its game, would get the honor of naming him. And history would be made.

Long Island University Art Professor, Dan Christoffel, Australian journalist, Nina Karikowa, and UK naturalist Steve Baker would join me and we would forever be bonded by this defining moment. Who knew that right beyond Norman Carr's grave we would all bear witness to this shocking sight of 14 lions pummeling this young turk. And we would be transformed.

When you watch the video, you can hear both Steve Baker and I overcome with emotion. "Where are those other bloody elephants!" Baker would exclaim. And he was right. Till this day, we have no idea as to how this youngster got separated from his herd. Sometimes young male elephants wander away from the main herd to test themselves and act as young males do! Normally, if a herd of elephant are nearby, they would have come charging to defend -- to the death, if necessary -- one of their own. But they were nowhere in sight. And they would not come to help this poor animal.

Walking with purposeIn Zambia, they call November "Suicide Month." With temperatures sometimes as hot as 120 degrees fahrenheit, the rains are so desperately needed. The river beds are at their lowest point, some bone dry. And until the rains come, well, the animals get a bit crazy. And that's what makes this sighting all the more extraordinary. It's the feel-good story of the year. To watch this young elephant use every instinct it had to fend off this very hungry pride -- was a miracle in the making.  

Although the elephant got away, a cape buffalo an hour later had a much worse fate. The African sun had already set but we could hear the animal crying out in the distance. The following morning we would find the massive animal's corpse, picked to the bone.

Since the sighting, according to Roberts, Hercules has been sighted by sighted multiple times reunited with his herd. A miracle to be savored.

Norman Carr: Creating A Legacy

With his love and vast accumulated knowledge and deep respected relationships with government officials, Norman Carr created a legacy. He would set up National Parks where Princes and Dukes would visit and tell the world of this man who created something beyond.  “A Beyond” of natural wonders  to be experienced and savored. Travelers would  tell friends. And they would all come. And soon safaris would be a way of life for this new country, Zambia, in 1964, which just celebrated it's 50th anniversary. It would be right before his retirement in 1950 that Carr would set up his first tourist safari camp. And Kapani, which still exists today, was the last camp he built just outside the Luangwa Valley National Park, a national park originally initiated by him. It would be his final home from 1986 thru 1997.

After studying numerous photos of Norman Carr, it's easy to gain insight into this incredible man’s world. There can be no doubt that Norman Carr was an extraordinary person. If a word could describe the qualities and essence of his complex character it would be "humanity." Through all his activities, in all his works, he insisted that all the safari’s activities benefit the people of the South Luangwa and Zambia. This remains the  residue  of his influence, and the essence of Norman Carr Safari s today. The schools he created are still very active today and are always in need of support.

In fact, close to $10,000 USD has been raised for a local Zambian school fund from the footage. We know Norman Carr would be proud. Even now, I'm sure he's looking over us, smiling broadly, waiting for our return so he can share even more safari magic with us. We wouldn't miss it for the world.

Other Norman Carr Safari Camps:


Mchenja has one of the most glorious camp settings right on the banks of the Luangwa River. There are five specially designed octagonal tents that each have their own private en-suite open air bathrooms and Victorian style baths  with river views. Luxurious, elegant, stylish and overlooking a sweeping bend in the Luangwa, it is a stunning landscape to behold.   

Mchenja means "ebony" and you are surrounded by ebony trees. In fact, the lounge is built around one of the old fallen ebony trees where guests come to cool off in the camp’s plunge pool. Brunch is regularly served in the shady lounge but dinner is more spectacular -- often served on the river bank under the stars.

NCS Mchenja 2013-31.1You have walking safaris or game drives where wildlife is abundant. On our first game drive alone, we came across a kill of a cape buffalo by a pride of seven female lions still feeding along with 10 river crocodiles, an attempted kill of two cape buffalo by another pride of lions on the river bed, a leopard on the hunt and a huge heard of 60+ elephant seeking water for drinking and bathing.

Our safari guide, Aubrey Njobvu, proved to be very knowledgeable and inspiring adding to the sense of adventure. We were in safe and reliable hands, one of the key positive highlights of a Norman Carr Safari camp.  

Chongwe Safaris

Chongwe Safaris is one of the oldest and most reputable companies in the Lower Zambezi. Established in 1996, the safari camps are located in one of the best locations in the Lower Zambezi. There are four camps in a variety of settings including the confluence of the mighty Zambezi and Chongwe Rivers and opposite the renowned Mana Pools and a private island in the middle of the Zambezi River.

The camps are Chongwe River Camp,Tsika Island, Kasaka River Lodge or private Chongwe River House. At all four there plenty of activities including canoeing, fishing (fly and popper), boat safaris,
day and night game drives and walking safaris.

Chongwe River Camp -- Tented Camp: There are 9 tents strung out along the Chongwe River that have the best views in the Lower Zambezi. You can look over grazing lawns with a view of the mountains to one side and the Zambezi River to the other. Huge elephants always walk through camp, eating the winterthorn seed pods like candy. I know this, personally, as I literally had a regular male walk up behind me unknowingly while I fiddled with my cell phone trying to get on the internet. Yes, the internet is dangerous!

There are two luxury tent suites that occupy prime position at the confluence of the Chongwe with the Zambezi, offering a completely private, butler-serviced accommodation and dining options. Bedrooms in both suites are created from spacious colonial-style tents with plunge pool, fire bit and outdoor bathrooms.

Chongwe River House: Definitely one of the happier safari camps we've ever visited with huge open spaces, curving walls with branches inside, large open and private sitting areas, waterfall showers, pebble ceilings, inside waterfall, stunning views and completely exclusive and private with your own chef, guides, vehicles and hosts. Unique. Bold. Natural. Special magic. Private.

Kakuli Bush Camp

Kakuli is a tented camp with spectacular views of the Luangwa River. It is the only true bush camp that stays open almost all year when the green rainy season arrives.

Kakuli means "old buffalo bull," and was an effectionate nickname give to ole Norman Carr himself by the local people of the Valley. 
 08 NCS1There are four traditional walk-in safari tents each with en-suite bathrooms made with natural materials. The bar and dining chitenje (lounge) is constructed of reed and thatch forming the centre point of camp. The entire camp is on an elevated stretch of river bank overlooking a wide grazing lawn which follows the Luangwa River until it meets the confluence of the Luwi River.

A lovely thatched chitenje acts as the centre of camp. It is on a wooden deck overlooking the grazing lawn that leads down to the two rivers and is a perfect spot in which to relax and watch the wildlife meander by; the views from Kakuli are spectacular. This area of Luangwa Park offers guests some of the best gameviewing opportunities in all of Zambia. Again, you can go by foot or by with a vehicle.

What's most spectacular here is when the rainy season arrives, better known as the Rivers and Rainbows green season where you can go on a boating safari as the rivers are full and you have an entirely different safari experience. It is when the region comes alive and you have vibrant green colors that will remain in your memory banks forever. 

Again, Aubrey Njobvu is there to guide you. He is also the manager of this camp and no one knows better than he the resident pride of lions, leopards, wildlife habits and hidden wonders around Kakuli that await you.

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Lost in Dubai

The opening night gala for the local 11th Annual Dubai Film Festival was the Hawking film, The Theory of Everything.  I do not automatically agree with his views--quite stunted, in fact (some), but liked the film itself. I respect the views of Einstein much more. The closing night of the fest will be Into the Woods.

fiddlesticksI am pretty amazed at the vast variety of people attending--many with small kids, too--a result of  many special screenings of "kiddie" films--one of which I screened today, Fiddlesticks, a German opus for children, the director said. I foundvit highly disturbing and, under it all, very dark stuff, indeed. The director huffed at me that he knew "adults wouldn't like it." But the kids I asked were not quite sure what the German tale of overturning adult management of the elderly was about. It was amusing to see the same 'type' of people the world over sees as volunteers, people smitten with film, though their 'real professions' are in a googolplex of fields outside the exotic film biz. There are 600 vols at the fest, which is occupying  three far-flung loci, and has a huge range of offerings to pique the interest. Symposia, discussions, events as well as films. After the films, or before, one is nestled in a myriad complex of restaurants, high-end shops, and the paraphernalia common to film festivals--quick snack shacks, oddments and stuff to whet the wallet.

It is nice to be in warm weather, with zephyrs much of the day,  even if, with my very late hours, the muezzins' early call to prayer, at 4-something then at 5-something, retards my ability to sleep the usual 2-3 hrs I allot myself. This Hyatt is only a few hundred feet from a sandstone-colored double-minareted Mosque, so the prayer singsong is particularly close and prevalent at the 5 appointed times of Muslim prayer daily.
One thing that surprises, whether in restaurants, supermarkets around the city, or my own Hyatt lobby, is the profusion of Christmas trees everywhere, their blinking lights a strong reminder that Dubai is stranger-friendly. One sees the traditional green and red colors, too, quite everywhere, but the flags represent, with a black stripe, the 43rd anniversary of the country, too.
The benevolence of the spirit father of the country, Prince Mahtoum, is evidenced by all the  wealth and bonhomie experienced all over. This wealthy  leader began in his early 20s to plan for a greater populace, educated and comfortable. The results in 40 years of incessant growth (save for the  oil-crash time of 2007-2008, when times were so bad people abandoned their cars and their half-finished projects and fled the country to avoid being jailed for abdicating on debts incurred). One spots many  rotund mannmichaelikins of Pere Noel, too, in shops and souk booths
hyatt dubaiGetting to see a cabinet member is...difficult. Everything is uber-professional, and all events must be pre-arranged and contracted for, and onlined, and telephoned, and then...? Though everyone is gracious and kind and generous and helpful to a fault. It is good to experience these people and times, as they modify one's proclivity to buy into all one's various activism and biases--some correct, of course. But others, perhaps, occasionally unwarranted.
I find time and again the quick humor and ready wit of the attractive men in long white and headgear with whom I come into daily contact, and they seem--to be--just what they appear; earnest working guys doing their best. Even wandering around at 2:30 am, i feel safe. And the restaurants and supermarkets open for business are a pleasure to night owlets. Many palaces dot the city, surrounded by privacy modes and guards,  exquisite flower beds and thoroughly green trees and foliage. Dancing waters and fountains enliven the air in many frontages, a sign of fertility and life in a desert zone. Everyone speaks English --one woman here seven years speaks maybe eight words of Arabic. "There's no need for me to speak Arabic," she mock-complains, when I question the lack of vocabulary in Arabic. Ma'alesh.
There is no public drinking, and disorderly conduct is not seen, tho  late-night clubs and restaurants and parties in private do feature beer or spirits.  If you innocently ask for ice in a glass somewhere in the premises, people will tsk tsk and caution against drinking--you must hasten to say the ice is for Coke or Sprite.
The niqab and abaya are seen widely,  with women whose eyes pierce their black stygian prisons staring hard as I stare at them. The amusing pairing of blinding white djellabiyahs on husbands accompanying no-sun penetrating all-black female figures is a commonplace. In its 'honor,' today I purchased a tie-dyed ombre scarf in male and female--I mean, startling black juxtaposed with blinding white. This is not to say that there are not gorgeous abayas. One that wholly took the breath away featured a filmy over-caftan in thinnest, sheerest midnight gauze or chiffon, was gold-edged with drapey bat-wings stemming from the small of the back of the abaya, where the over-caftan was anchored to the abaya with a cluster of what looked like several lifetimes of diamonds in a brilliant square, somewhere on the front echoed by a similar austere patch of splendid faceted investment-grade flashing gems, and ending at the careless, slim fingers of this creature on each hand.  A remarkably haunting garment ensemble for all it revealed zero about its wearer but for kohl-ringed eyes and a soignee imperturbability. It bespoke vast sums of treasure, as it sailed by on the arm of a bearded, trim, superbly dressed male in a dark, tailored Savile Row suiting, a paradigm of presumed power... attire that effortlessly eliminates the need for volumes or bios. 
Guilty: I have been secretly peering in all the windows to find such a garment, which must cost the sky. The gorgeous caftans I spotted in the massive mall surrounding the Jumeirah Mall venue of the festival were in the 400-500 AED (Arab Emirate Dirham), upwards of $150-200 and  further. One scarf I loved, a blue and white silken pashmina, shatoosh, was AED 1,500! Neighborhood of $500 or so for an unassuming printed scarf. And of course it is tiresome but necessary to bargain for every single thing, from a vial of oil to that piece of volcanic lava scrub--all the way to bead-encrusted sandals. 
So prices are not posted, or mean nothing--one must be insightful, charming and persistent in keeping in mind the inflated prices first quoted. And of course, coming along with every small-to-larger transaction is the  repartee and flirting, male to female, that is part and parcel of the bargaining economy and process. So many items are abandoned because the lengthy time required to buy a bottle of cream or a jar of tea means losing one's next appointment or forfeiting a cab or handy bus. And who carries so much cash? One is penalized for using credit, and they will not bend--prices escalate without wads of cash on hand. All told, something of an exotic pain.
burjThe Friday 'weekend'--our Sabbath-- means there are no buses or Metro. Rest day or holiday while people sleep in or go to mosque for the morning. The resumption of Metro service, at 2 pm, signals the playtime they indulge in after mosque attendance. But it is damned inconvenient, though compared to NYC cabs, the taxis here are mildly costly (not to locals or imported labor, but to spoiled Westerners), but the 60 AEDs to get anywhere add up fast. And my hotel is new, far from town centre, and thus a puzzlement to nearly all taxis, as you hear the drivers  quietly calling their dispatchers to ask for directions, and most of the time, no dispatcher knows where the hotel is, or even  its name. A network of cabbies then surfaces as the cabbie calls in to his buddies to ask how to get to the Hyatt Place, only the fifth Hyatt in the city, all with similar names but far-separated loci.
The glam and outstanding skyline features 7-star palaces of opulence, but one cannot just walk in. One must make a reservation, and dining entails dressing to the nines to pass muster. The slightest collation in the fabled Burj Khalifa and the sailboat-shaped hotels engenders a $100-200 tab at minimum. The Burj is indeed amazing, however, with vast oversight over the entire city, and far into the desert around, that desert that has been diminished  so radically by the astonishing business and pleasure edifices stabbing the UAE vault of sky. Prices for a photo are equally dizzying: $30 per photo. When one complains, the Asian girls [Chinese, Indonesian, Philippino, occasionally Ukrainian] staffing the concessions and shops and photo huts trill and blush (if they could) with the gimmicky and oft-heard "Well, we are the highest building in the world, so it is natural our prices match...!"
Going to Sharjah in the morning. Went to bash the dunes earlier this day, an hour outside of the city, along highways that remind one of Tunisia, dotted with scrub and the occasional nonworking olive tree, before the dark coppery dunes themselves present. Walking in the deep, cushiony sand is lovely, as it is warm, squishy without being annoying, and there is no glass or cigarette unsightlies to mar the squeeze between your toes. The wind picks up, and a film of grit wafts over your face, helping to de-demarcate the footsteps and impressions of anything that has gone before. Once the wind dies down, there is again the pleasure of the soft and plush pile of the sandy dunes.after the festival. I was not thrilled with the way the SUV driver tried to frighten the passengers by sharply ascending and descending precipitous and scary dunes: I guess you get your thrills where they offer. Abu Dhabi on the weekend.
Someone stole my earrings and a necklace I made. The hotel is in a lather, fearing for its reputation--it is a brand new hotel, and theft already would be disastrous, as Tweeted or FB'ed info like this could easily go viral and kill an aborning new place. They have  asked to examine everything in my room, to ensure I myself did not mistakenly misplace or lose my jewelry in my various bags and luggage and impedimenta. Twice. Tomorrow, again, they have asked to  go through my stuff; evidently they are satisfied that the cleaning staff does not have the missing items. Someone, housekeeping or thief, removed these items from the dressing table I had placed them on, days ago.
For the first days here, I could not access any email, as the  wisdom of MSN decided I must be a hacker to myself, and denied me permission to access my own accounts. Foreign computers. Strange. After days of wrangling and answering two dozen intimate and personal bio questions, they decided I might, uh, really be myself, and granted access. But computer time is still not an easy find, so...don't  clog the emailways, I implore. In two days, there was an accumulatum of over 400 unread emails.  Still behind...
Lots of TV, if one has  time to listen. Lots of papers and magazines. But the tranquility of the days most seem to manifest does not seem riven with upheavals, crises of computer malfunction at Heathrow, or so much that surges the choler and blood in the Apple and, say, Jerusalem.

The Hidden Gems of Macedonia & Northern Greece

Popova Kula

For over 30 years, we have traveled all over the world and experienced many different types of properties. That's why when we visit properties that especially resonate with us we have to write about them!

We just returned from a trip to the “Two Macedonias,” the Republic of Macedonia and the Macedonian region of northern Greece. Two properties we visited stand out as outstanding places for exotic destination weddings.

  • Popova Kula Winery & Hotel in the Republic of Macedonia

Popova Kula (meaning Priest's Tower), located in the Povardarie region in Macedonia, is a unique paradise. When you arrive, you won't feel like you're staying at a hotel. You'll feel like you're coming home again! The warmth of this place will hold you in its grasp and you'll hope it will never let you go.

ZilavkaFirst of all, the landscape is breathtaking. The restaurant, on the second floor attached to a majestic tower, gives visitors a backdrop of lush greenery, with the spectacular mountain ranges of the Demir Kapija Valley. It is the central nervous system of the property, where all guests come to meet, eat, drink the impressive Popova Kula wines and talk about life. There is magic in this place, as you will find yourself losing track of the time and suddenly realize six hours later you've spent your whole afternoon there.   

If you are a couple who has popped the question (or are thinking about it), has imagination, believes in fairy tales, wants a destination wedding in an exotic location and does not have a billionaire’s budget, Popova Kula is the perfect place to hold your wedding. Weddings are frequent here, although many people from outside Macedonia are not aware of it as a wedding destination. They should be!

Popova Kula is nicknamed the “Temple of Wine.” The wines of this place are to be taken seriously! Owner Jordan Trajkov has created an impressive portfolio of more than 23 different wines, including some wines made from the Stanushina grape, which is unique to his property.

And with wine, of course, comes celebration.  Jordan will hand the property over to you and your party and will cater sumptuous wedding feasts, arrange activities and create a unique and unforgettable experience.

The ancient concept of the “unworldly dreamer,” a person who lives contentedly in an ivory tower, can be envisioned for a couple who decides to take their vows at Popova Kula. Wedded bliss is possible right here, tower included.  The Popova Kula staff will work with you to plan a wedding that will leave all who attend breathless and in awe.

To learn more, go to:

Popova Kula Winery and Hotel
“The Temple of Wine”
Address: Bulevar na vinoto br.1 Demir Kapija, Macedonia


  • A Visit to Ohrid Lake

Lake Ohrid is one of the most beautiful lakes in the world, rivaling such wonders as Lake Geneva in Switzerland or Lake George in upstate New York. The best time to visit is in September or early October, when the crowds have gone and the weather is still perfect -- you will have the entire lake almost to yourself! There are polite boatmen waiting to ferry you around at very reasonable prices. The cafes aren't crowded, and the entire lake front promenade will be almost yours.

You can take boat trips up and down the lake and have lunch right on the water. Also Ohrid Pearls, manmade from the scales of the Plasica, a fish unique to Lake Ohrid, are some of the most beautiful pearls in the world! They can be found in the jewelry collections of the Queen of England and many other celebrities. And they are not expensive! What better way to add to your romantic honeymoon than with a string of pearl beauties that will keep your newlywed wife in the most romantic of moods. Yes, Ohrid Lake IS paradise. So come and enjoy the crystal clear waters of this stunning, ancient lake. And do not forget to also enjoy the views as you walk up and down the hills to visit some of Europe's most ancient churches.

  • St Jovan Kaneo

macedonianhotelsDuring your first day visiting the town of Ohrid (a UNESCO heritage site), it is a must that you visit Saint Jovan Kaneo. You will find a lovely lakeside path which takes you to a breathtaking view of this church, with the blue lake beyond it. This has been a holy place for centuries and Orthodox visitors treat it with enormous reverence. The history of the church is very interesting and the changes of use it has seen has fortunately not destroyed its wonderful frescoes. The stunning location is equally impressive when seen from a boat on the lake.

For other Sites near Lake Ohrid, don’t miss St. Sophia Church, an 11th century church that is regarded as the most beautiful and best preserved church in the Republic of Macedonia. The church has fantastic ancient restored frescos that during the Ottoman occupation were painted over. Ohrid also has a beautiful Roman theater (now used for performances during the annual Ohrid Festival) and an ancient fortress on top of the hill overlooking the town.

  • Luxury Beach Resort at the Base of Mount Athos

If you are a couple looking for opulence for your destination wedding, then the Eagles Palace in Hakidiki is your place! Located near the gate to Mount Athos (sorry girls, only men are allowed to visit the ancient monasteries, but you can see them from a boat!), the Eagles Palace has been the luxury beach resort of choice for the rich and famous ever since it opened its doors in 1973. It was Maria Callas’ summer resort of choice and to this day is the favorite destination for movie stars, world leaders and other celebrities. And yet it is also very welcoming to the less famous!

Built on a beach on the Aegean Sea, with its rooms cascading up a hill, the Eagles Palace offers luxurious accommodations, a spa and four magnificent restaurants that only serve seafood caught near the property together with locally sourced meats, fruits and vegetables. Most importantly for couples looking for the perfect destination, Eagles Palace specializes in creating the ultimate wedding experience for you and your guests. There is an Orthodox chapel on the property (for non-Orthodox, a ceremony can be held in front of the chapel).

exterior hotelSommelier Christos Fragotsinos, one of the world’s leading experts on Greek wine, will curate the wines (including some exclusive wines made on Mount Athos) and the chefs can put together magnificent feasts in modern Greek, traditional continental and/or Asian styles. Your guests will be hypnotized by the beautiful beach and enchanted by visits to local historic sites and magnificent scenery. And the boat ride around Mount Athos is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

When  you go to Eagles Palace you will probably fly into Thessaloniki. This lively, interesting and beautiful seaside city is worth a 2-3 day stay. And you can stay overnight at one of the Eagles Palace’s sister properties, The City Hotel or the Hotel Excelsior. Recently renovated, both hotels have great energy and charming rooms. The staff is very helpful and always smiling and willing to help. And, although the hotels are in the center of the city, the rooms are quiet. City Hotel is the older and simpler of the two properties. The rooms are well-appointed and there is a gym and spa facility in the basement that offers sauna, massages and skin therapies. The five star Excelsior, across the street from the City Hotel, is a new boutique hotel that offers luxury and comfort in uniquely decorated and furnished rooms. Breakfast in the penthouse is a must!

Check out the wedding video at to see how special a wedding at Eagles Palace can be!


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Eagles Palace
Ouranoupolis, Halkidiki GR - 630 75, Greece
Telephone: +30 23770 31101-4, 31047-8
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11 Komninon St.
Thessaloniki   Greece
Phone +30 2310 26 94 21
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Thessaloniki Greece
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Corsica: Marriage, Hollywood & Chocolate!

Hollywood Loves Corsica!

Where do actors George Clooney and Kathy Bates, singers Tom Jones and Alicia Keys, and even socialite Paris Hilton (just to name drop a few of Hollywood’s elite) go to escape the rigors of being in the spotlight day in and day out? Why the tiny Mediterranean island of Corsica, that’s where.

candyEach day we read stories of Hollywood’s creme de la creme going on holiday to such esteemed destinations as the tony island of St. Barts in the Caribbean or to Hollywood’s backyard playland, Cabo San Lucas in Mexico's Baja Penninsula, or skiing in the chi-chi slopes in Aspen, Colorado. I could go on and on.

But now, there is a discreet group of Hollywood stars who’ve discovered the crown jewel of the Mediterranean. This writer has known about this island paradise for over 20 years when there was only one automatic car on all of Corsica that was reserved for your’s truly. [Everybody drives a stick shift outside of the U.S.] Well, I knew my secret couldn’t stay hidden forever...
bonifacio view2Just last year, George Clooney joined friends for a Harley-Davidson motorcycle adventure around the entire island, including Clooney’s business partner and collaborator, Grant Haslov, and were spotted all over the island during their one month getaway.

Singer Alicia Keys married boyfriend Swizz Beatz near Portovecchio with the marriage ceremony performed by Deepak Chopra with friends Bono and singer/actress Queen Latifah there to lend their support. And Keys was seen in a bikini fully pregnant at the time which had paparazzi from around the world trying to capture the next hot tabloid cover.

Stooges rocker, Iggy Pop, performed in the village of Patrimonio [where they also make some of the best red wine on the island]. Pop was so smitten with Patrimonio he openly mingled and visited a few restaurants in the area the following days.

Actress Kathy Bates stayed in Saint Florent a year before receiving the bad news that she had breast cancer and had to have a double mastectomy immediately. Now the actress, who had TV show “Harry’s Law,” has expressed her desire to "friends" that she would like to spend some more quality time in “the heart of paradise.”

Singer Tom Jones is a regular vacationer on the island having fallen in love with Bonafacio in the 1960s while at the peak of his career. “Right after ‘It’s Not Unusual’ came out, a friend took me on his yacht and we went to Calvi. What a beautiful island and I keep coming back year after year,” Jones told an interviewer recently.

Salon du Chocolat Festival Founder and Owner Paul PierinelliAnd socialite Paris Hilton was busted for marijuana possession at Bastia airport in Corsica a few summers ago. (Oh well.) [Hilton was unavailable to talk about her love of Corsica and... ahem....]  

Love and Marriage

It's one thing to be a celebrity. It's another thing to live the "normal" life. Regardless, to those of us betrothed whose names are not lit up on a movie marquee -- and even those whose names are -- we all understand, unequivocally, that an enduring marriage is somewhat of an art. These days with all the economic stress, to be happily married for many may seem like a mini-miracle. Not that it doesn't exist. It does. And I'm thrilled to report that I am in that group. But like any relationship, it's requires effort, prudence, imagination, romance -- and, most of all, true love -- to keep it flourishing.

Daughter EVANGELINE AND Wife IRINA IN CORSICAMy wife, Irena Patar, and I, met in June of 2002. It wasn't love at first sight. Of Georgian descent (The Republic of Georgia, NOT the Georgia Peach kind from the south of the U.S.), family means everything to her. In fact, on our first date, we went to a local restaurant and had a glass of wine. The VERY first question she asked me was, "Do you want to have kids?" Taken aback, I quipped, "Sure. But can I finish my wine first?"

Humor in our marriage has been the key to our love. From the very moment we met, till we both decided that we liked it each other, what really made us fall in love and why that love is at its strongest today -- humor. We can't live without it.

With love and laughter, you'll find it hard to lose. For our 10th year anniversary, I applied a gentile dose of both and added a sprinkle of romantic shock and awe, and it was the perfect cocktail.

Stunning Landscape

Corsica is a wonderfully enigmatic country. Its attraction lies in nature, not in artifact. It's a rock-hard fragile paradise.

choco carCorsica is also for beach lovers, culture buffs, hikers and divers. It combines vast stretches of shoreline with the beauty of the mountains, plenty of activities for your body and some rich history to engage your mind.

Jutting out of the Med like an impregnable fortress, Corsica resembles a miniature continent, with astounding geographical diversity. Within half an hour, the landscape morphs from glittering bays, glitzy coastal cities and fabulous beaches to sawtooth peaks, breathtaking valleys, dense forests and enigmatic hilltop villages. The scenery that unfurls along the island’s crooked roads will have you constantly stopping to whip out your camera.

Though Corsica’s been officially part of France for over 200 years, it feels different from the mainland in everything from customs to cuisine, music, language and character -- but that’s part of its appeal.

Renewing Our Vows: The Magic Day

With all its incredible beauty, Corsica for me has many hidden roads to paradise. Literally. If you see one, don't hesitate to take it. It will lead you to a beach or a mountain view that will leave you breathless.

Of all of Corsica's magnificence, it is the southern part of the island, Bonifacio, where, for me, the beauty is the most prolific. A citadel that towers over one of the most beautiful natural ports in the world, with Italy's island of Sardenia in the distance, prehistoric rock formations jutting out from the sea -- it is truly paradise on Earth.

Upon my many visits to the island, long before I met my wife, I discovered a man-made balcony that had been built into the mountain face. When I stumbled upon it, I knew one day I'd either propose to the woman of my dreams, get married or one day renew my wedding vows there. (Hey, one out of three ain't bad!)

Daughter ANNABELLE IN CORSICAOn that day, October 30th 2013, with a bottle of one of the great champagne wine growers of the world, Jacques Selosse, we descended on our balcony to speak our hearts and forever proclaim our love. This balcony would make Romeo and Juliette glee with joy. It provides a view and a feeling that is nothing short of spectacular. Our dearest friends who live on the island, Delphine Gueritee and Oliver, joined us. They are the reason why we were on this glorious island in the first place. It was Delphine who introduced me to Corsica 15 years earlier. So it was only fitting that they bear witness and share in the joy of this incredible moment.

As far as what we wore, we actually kept it simple. No dressing up. Just a light white cotten top for my wife (she'd look beautiful in anything), me in jeans.
It was an unusually warm day, about 28 degrees celsius, 85 degrees farenheit.
I popped open my bottle of Jacques Selosse and poured everyone a glass and Irena and I spoke. No prepared speech. No written script. Words from our hearts. Of course, we both broke down in happy tears as we spoke. Words that will forever remind us of the power of love. We have it. And we cherish it.

Our identical twin girls, Evangeline and Annabelle (now 7), were there, too. In fact, they were so moved to see us express our love to each other with such raw emotion that, they, too, said one day when they get married, "We want to come to this place and share our love." And can only hope that my wife, Irena, and I, will be given this gift to see our children speak their hearts to their spouses, once again.

Corsica IS For Lovers

chocoTravel to Corsica with your paramour, or your wife (as I did) or the one closest to your heart. This stunning French island just off the coasts of France and Italy is so beautiful, you’ll want to return year after year.

Napoleon’s birthplace boasts breathtaking views and a plethora of charming corners. Take a boat out of the resort village of Porto to see the bright white Calanques, steep-walled bays with their dramatic backdrop of stone cliffs rising up over the sea. Visit the thirteenth-century Calvi Citadel, then wind your way on mountain roads toward the tiny village of Calvi for a romantic dinner before heading out for a morning excursion on the scenic Route de Bavella.

Corsica is the dream you read about in novels. The romantic escape you only thought was fantasy. But Corsica and all its beauty is very real. Who knows? Maybe I'll end up writing my own romantic adventure about this beautiful paradise on Earth one day. In the meantime, my wife, twin girls and I are planning our return later this year. And we are even thinking of buying our own little piece of paradise there. Hey, remember, you just never know...


Hotel Bonifacio: The Cala di Greco

Writer Jesse Nash Popping Bottle of Champagne Jacques SelosseWithin Bonafacio's old wonder of the well-known marine Mediterranean cliffs, beaches and caps, there is a place that all lovers and families should stay: Hotel Bonifacio: The Cala Di Greco. Elegance and warmth blended together with the perfect geographic location afforded to all who stay there: a view of the citadel and the angels who guard this place.  

It was Homer in the Odyssey of Ulysses, which provide the inspiration for the suites of Hotel Bonifacio: The Cala Di Greco.  Nestled in the jungle of southern Corsica, these luxurious cottages are surrounded by oaks, olive trees, juniper phénicie, arbutus... you are truly one with nature while able to have all the modern conveniences one could possibly desire.

The hotel features suites with their own front gated front courtyard and backyards with patio. The back wall opens completely to the yard. The rooms are nicely furnished and the hotel's website represents what you will actually experience pretty accurately.

The pool is elegant and has such a nice view of Bonifacio and the citadel, you might end up bathing a lot longer than you intended as the feeling will hold on to you.

Breakfast is served by the pool, the perfect place to start your day.

We stayed for three nights. From the first moment we arrived, we were taken by the scenery, architecture and the fantastic service provided. This is the perfect hotel if you want to be close to nightlife and the city of Bonifacio while at the same time have tranquility in your close surroundings. This hotel is one of the most beautiful hotels we have ever experienced, with your own garden and the room layout was exceptional. You immediately feel at home like a Relais & Chateau property.

citadelThe owner was very service-minded and he took his time to talk to his guests each and every breakfast and often was seen recommending restaurants, excursions and beaches that were spectacular (according to the guests who we spoke with).

To feel welcomed and important by any hotel is the art of being in the service business. Cala di Greco does it quite well.

Our family felt like super-stars. So will your's.

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