When I was a teenager, nearing the joyous day when I could legally order alcohol, my tipple of choice was cheap cider – sickly sweet stuff that I didn’t particularly like and which gave me horrendous ...

Arriving at the Oberoi in Bali is a study in contrasts. One moment you are weaving through Seminyak, past hip cafés, knock-off designer goods stalls, surprisingly elegant homeware boutiques and the ...