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Tea and empathy

THERE is something perverse about packing a van on the hottest day on record in order to drive to Spain in search of the sun. The irony is not lost on me as I struggle to fit the Fiamma bike rack I purchased on eBay from a chap in Holmfirth, and stack boxes of belongings, and restack them until they complete the three-dimensional jigsaw that represents the past thirty-three years of our lives . 271 more words


Beginning at the end . . .

WHERE do I start with something like this? This isn’t really the beginning because it feels more like the end of the beginning or the beginning of the end. 523 more words


Dear fellow road user ...

Dear fellow road user,
I recognise your right to drive below the speed limit. Most of the time it’s not against the law and sometimes that’s the safer option. 162 more words


Lacanau or never

Last Monday we went to Palmyre Zoo, where we saw sealions play trumpets, monkeys in hammocks and wolves a-prowling. While Darius wasn’t a huge fan of seeing the larger animals in enclosures, the zoo made up for it with a large park where you are thrown to the goats, not lions. 328 more words


Bienvenew chapter of our journey

Since last we spoke, our adventures have been most peculiar! Among foreigners from distant lands and cultures unknown, we find ourselves indubitably in the warmest regions of our travels so far, feeling no chagrin or malcontent towards the climate. 555 more words


The Great Green Van Adventure of 2015

Renting a garish campervan was one thing, learning how to drive one in a foreign country was another.  The first challenges I faced driving in New Zealand were remembering to stay on the left side of the road and roundabouts.  932 more words

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The Wild Atlantic Way

In the days since our last post we have travelled from Northern Ireland all the way down to the south roughly following the Wild Atlantic Way which hugs the coastline of the west of Ireland. 1,005 more words