Life is what happens to you when you are making other plans I felt a little sad to leave our pitch at Fuscolaro, but we couldn’t stay there for ever, enjoying the good showers, the lovely beach and the peace and quiet; we had places to go and towns to see. We drove around
Up and down. East and West. Back and forth. It’s all in the art of travelling I loved waking to the sound of breaking waves and we had both become quite fond of our little spot of Paradise at Camping Paradise, so we cooked up a storm on Sunday morning, lazed on the
You will do foolish things in life, but make sure you do them with enthusiasm No more spectacular sights of the sun setting into the sea, but on Friday evening a full moon rose out of the ocean and created a lovely shimmering silver path across the sea to Eileen’s back window. A glimmer
Tu sei qui – you are here On Thursday morning, Etna’s peak was annoyingly covered in cloud. The grumbling had stopped, or at least we couldn’t hear it. On the road out of Nicolosi, the land was quarried on both sides and in between each quarry were huge mounds of solidified lava, interspersed with
Which principle is the principle one?
Conversations and laughter Derek and Helen turned out to be Aussie-Poms, just like us, and they’re doing what we’re doing each year flying to England, picking up their campervan and nosing around Europe for months. They were two of life’s cheerful people, the sort who lift your day and leave you looking forward to
Stop, peer, look a bit puzzled, then smile and maybe even laugh “I’ve got it covered. If we go out to the bus stop just after 10am, we can’t possibly miss the 10:15 bus, or the 10:20 bus to the temples. After that there’s a half-hour wait”. We got there at 10:00am, along with
When all else fails, let off some steam We are definitely all tangled up in confusing weather. One day it is quite nice and the next day it’s pouring with rain. And the last time I checked, it is warmer and sunnier in autumn in Sydney AND in spring in Hertford. So what are
The element of surprise can often be wonderful. And sometimes not…… “Are we in Scotland or Sicily?” These were the first words Rodney uttered on Tuesday morning as the rain crashed down on Eileen’s roof and she swayed with every huge gust of wind. I peeked through the curtains and could see white horses
Sometimes the more you ponder, the more there is no real answer And on the last day of April on the coast of Calabria, we pulled out our swimmers and sat on the beach for a couple of hours soaking up the sun. We ate breakfast, lunch AND dinner outside and hoped that the winter