Miles versus dreams. Minty’s ticket is booked. I need to be in Thessaloniki on Friday. If I don’t stop loving where I’m at and start driving I’m going to be in an awful lot of trouble! Lots of miles means that I won’t be exploring as much and so I feel a license to indulge […]
The Cornish Wanderer
Rolling on. Slovakia 6 and Romania.
Saturdays. Finally I understand Slovakian Saturdays. Whereas in Britain everyone seems to go to the shops, here the shops all shut. Saturday is the day when people get married. And if you’re not getting married you, hope to be invited to someone else’s wedding where you might meet someone to marry. Otherwise you go to […]
6 months on the road to freedom.
Vanlife v Work. An interim report. As a long term plan vanlife isn’t for everyone. In fact it’s probably not even suitable for a lot of people who own and regularly use a van now. But if you can hack it then I can’t think of a better way to love the life you live. […]
The High Tatras. Slovakia. Part 5.
The pretty green car? A Tatra from the Tatras. These were only available to the most important people in society (in the Communist system where everyone was equal), so even if you had the money you couldn’t buy one unless you were the right sort. Surprisingly when communism collapsed so did their market. Shame really, […]
Achieving. Still.
Still. Still achieving? Achieving stillness? Is being still even an achievement when it’s forced upon you? For five months and more we haven’t spent longer than three nights in the same place. Until now. Now. We’ve been in the Poprad area of Slovakia for the best part of a month. If we could separate the […]
A shaggy dog’s story. The word from Polly.
Holy puppies. There are some long faces around me. It’s as if I was already dead! Having said that – I do feel like death pretty much every day, but it won’t get me down. How did we get here in the first place? Fortunately I wrote most of this ages ago when I was […]