We were in Merzouga, Morocco, to trek into the desert with camels. Merzouga was barren and desolate and felt like the end of the world, but we found a Kasbah to stay in and offer us the opportunity to trek into the Sahara and spend a night camping there. This shot was taken on our first morning at about 7am.

Towards the end of our two-week jaunt around Turkey, we arrived at the ancient city of Ephesus, famed for being amongst the best preserved ruins of ancient Greece. We arrived when the ruins opened to avoid the crowds, but one man beat us to it...

 Stradun is the central thoroughfare of Dubrovnik's old-town. It's constructed with gleaming white limestone and the soft, early-morning light takes on a special quality when reflecting off all the light surfaces.

Dmitry Pozharsky and Kuzma Minin (Russian military heroes from late 16th century) stand commemorated in bronze in front of the spectacular St Basil's Cathedral in Moscow's Red Square

In Turkey, we flew for two hours in a ballon across the incredible geology of the Cappadocian landscape, flying low enough to touch the trees and peer into caves in the soft sandstone rock. Flying between the fairy chimneys and deep into the red rock valleys.

This is the view of a hundred balloons above and around us as we traversed Pigeon valley in Cappadocia. Unforgetable.

These veins in the earth are the canyons and gorges surrounding the towns of Goreme and Uchisar in Cappadocia, Turkey.

Having spent more than an hour floating over Cappadocia in a balloon, our trip was nearly over. But we were lucky enouch still to be in the air while other balloons were landing, and this scene was fittingly analogous to how we were feeling as our ballon came in to land.