White cliffs and green-topped chalk stacks define the look. But it's the smugglers deported to Botany Bay in Australia that gave it the name. There's nothing underground here now except rock pools, fossils and the tunnels the smugglers used that are revealed when the tide is out
In an age of high-speed travel it is a real treat to take a leisurely rail journey through the gorgeous Austrian landscape. The train meanders through the mountains and postcard-pretty towns, which means hopping on and off as and when the fancy takes.
This is what you can expect to find along the way.
It's 6.30 in the morning, just after sunrise, and I'm on the lookout for a fishing boat, and specifically, a naked fisherman. I've been told that every morning he sets out with his friends and the combination of his dreadlocks and his bare body is an irresistible lure for fish.
The hills are alive with the smells of Michelin-starred cuisine. Throughout the summer, a selection of delectable dishes dreamt up by some of Europe's top chefs are on offer in the Austrian Alps. There's only one catch: you have to climb a mountain or two to taste them.
Unlike its Balearic siblings, Mallorca and Ibiza, Menorca isn't party central. But don't get the wrong idea - there's plenty to do at night-time on this tiny island, half the size of Hertfordshire and just 47km from end to end. Yet with 216km of coastline there are plenty of beaches.
A Magen David is the last thing you'd expect to stumble across in a remote Italian city famous for its baroque churches. But Lecce was a throbbing centre of Jewish life 500 years ago - and now the Jews are back in Puglia, their footsteps are being traced, unearthed and commemorated.