The Journey to Espana

There was drama, the boys, jointly entrusted with waking us up, both overslept an hour. Though we missed the ferry we were thankful for DFDS’s policy of allowing travel on the one before or after. Watching the White Cliffs recede has always marked the end of preparation and the beginning of adventure, Laurie Lee describes it well: “I found myself longing…

All the young dudes

Monday here is like Sunday, in as much as most of the shops shut. Walking about town I found a park where men were sitting in circles of 10 or so playing cards, and lads were playing cricket and a kind of golf/baseball hybrid (Gilli Danda): taking turns to hit a puk with a stick from one…

Biting the dust

Although I’ve not much time for people taking pictures of their food and posting to social media, it’s been a long, dusty day and I’m happy to be waiting for room service to deliver fried snacks and another beer. The plan to split the return leg across two days went by the wayside and I’m…

Bending over backwards

I very much enjoyed my introduction to yoga and still feel warm for having stretched, breathed and opened-up. That’ll hopefully continue back in the UK with classes and a daily practise supplementing the cardio’ exercises. As I was opening my chakras, monkeys gazed in inquisitively, which was a bit off-putting, but sharing space with these cheeky, clever…