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I had never thought about Switzerland as a possibility nor a probability for visiting, but after making another workaway connection, I was headed there for August, to stay with another family. Landing in Zurich on 3 hours of sleep, I … Continue reading
The new hair style came with a celebration outing. I hadn’t even told EBF that I’d booked it in to get it done. So when I opened the door, she just looked up at me with her mouth agape; like … Continue reading
Edinburgh to London was my first overnight bus journey. The coach was full and the loo paper roll was empty. I was fortunate enough to be sitting next to a lovely young scientist, who sounded like she was from the … Continue reading
As with my last trip to the land of lochs and Mac’s, my return was more about spending time with my Scottish Best Friend, SBF, than actually touring around. She had two weeks off and I spent this usurping as much … Continue reading
It would seem I may as well live here, in Scotland. My kilted ancestry lies here, one of my best friends lives here, and I always seem to come back. If the weather turned itself up to a better temperature, … Continue reading
I have been slacker than a pair of trousers when it has come to updating my travels. It has been a combination of finding the time because I am with friends or I’m discovering new things. I’m probably around five … Continue reading
Morro Bay was just a stopover, a place to rest our heads and break up the Pacific Coast Highway drive from Los Angeles to San Francisco. When we were planning the trip, Snitch had kinda thrown a dart at the … Continue reading
Thank goodness there’s a way out, an exit from Las Vegas. I was sprawled in the back of Ron, too meh to do anything. A swift swerve in the driving had me jolt awake, apparently there was an oversized tumbleweed … Continue reading
The drive to Mammoth was ever so serene, the antithesis of the ill feeling of my passengers squished together in Ron. They looked green, not just for the s-bends in the roads, but for the Chupa Cubras sitting not so … Continue reading