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Vamos a Espana!

Saturday, October 25th, 2008

Beepbeep. beepbeep. beebeep. beepbeep. beepbeep. beepbeep. beepbeep. beepbeep. beepbeep. My alarm beeps nine times. I wait until the last beep before I tell myself I have to get up. Arrggh, I moan. And the sneaky thought passes through my head: Do I really want to go to Spain today? Wouldn’t I much rather stay in bed? I could just pull up the covers and sleep all day. At 6.15am its not going to be light for at least….two hours. But I suppose if one wants to get out of the caravan once in a while and go to far and distant countries, one must really get up…. [read on]

The Third Day

Thursday, October 23rd, 2008

Day three was miserable. I was miserable. For some reason all that standing around on rocks yesterday waiting for the sun to set in the freezing cold had left me with a killer sore-throat. The rain had started up again and I had at least four long hours drive to get to Achill Island. Woe is me. I decided to take a break in the city of Derry/London Derry (as it is known so as not to offend either Northerners or Southerners) for lunch and ended up spending an hour trying to find the Post Office as I was under the impression postage would be cheaper here- which it was not… [read on]

A Giant Pain in the Arse

Tuesday, October 21st, 2008

 Funny how you never know what little surprise life will throw into your day….

Day Two started off well, as days like these tend to do. I could see blue sky and sea from my window. The forecast was great – here was a rare summery day, though the wind carried a wintery chill, tidings from the season to come. I had a leisurely breakfast, then leisurely set off on my way to the Giant‘s Causeway, car packed to the brim with useless camping equipment and a restless surfboard. I had a 20 minute drive around the coast ahead of me so I thought perhaps a morning surf, then the rest of the day at the Causeway, which was after all, the natural phenomena I had driven seven hours to see. First thing I did was head out of town in the wrong direction. ….. [read on]

Henry’s Big Adventure

Monday, October 13th, 2008

“Come on Henry!” I shouted, “My work here is done, it’s time to go on a road-trip!” Henry sat in a fug of unspent motor oil, still in half slumber, his side-mirrors twitching as he dreamed of running free down endless roads with a sexy lady Toyota at his side.“Henry!” “Wake up!” Henry grumbled back to life and reluctantly let me take control to back out of the car park. He’s always grumpy when he wakes up. So we were off. Off to far and distant lands, new countries, new cultures. Well at least one new country. Kind of. We were off to the far and distant land of Northern Ireland. Only six hours driving to go….

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