Locked down in my office at the back of my railway terrace, I know how Johnny Cash felt. I hear the train a comin’, it’s rollin’ round the bend, and I ain’t seen the sunshine since I don’t know when.
Fortunately, I have a window on the world: a screen and a broadband connection to make me a virtual tourist. And what an exciting week I’ve had. Researching The Sunday Times’s guide to the world’s best travel websites, I’ve seen wildfires burning in the Congo; paraglided over Mount Denali; visited the National Palace in Sintra; followed Dakota’s Road to Nowhere; paddled a swampy creek with a laconic Texan; and spent hours watching the waves break — live and in HD — at Sennen Cove,