Italians are a superstitious lot. We learned from a friend in France that Italian men grab their nuts if they need some luck or to combat the evil eye. They also say that if you have a male dog you can also grab his package for some extra luck. We weren’t too sure about all […]Read more "Local Italian delights and superstitions"
We made it to the Mediterranean! Some 1600km from London. The WarmShowers website was really working for us. When John and I arrived outside Funky Frank’s house in Fréjus we wrongly assumed the skateboard propped to the wall belonged to one of his two sons. Funky Frank had a hip vibe with his trans background […]Read more "Nice is nice"
We headed southeast from Avignon into the Provence region. Buildings with light blue shutters and long avenues of Plain trees met us ahead. We rode through pear orchards reminding me of home on the farm, the leaves glowing with the yellow autumn colours. Lavender plantations gave us the scents of Provence as we fought the […]Read more "Florence the machine"
We passed through a town called Les Tourrettes. As we quietly entered I thought I would play the part and release an outburst of my finest French. Pierre didn’t quite catch on and got such a fright that he nearly fell off his bike. A slight contrast to the Halloween night in Dijon when we […]Read more "Warm showers on the Rhône"
We thought the ghostbusters were in town?? Turns out to be the local poop scoop man has gone high tech.Read more "Ghostbusters"
When our friend from London Brice, offered a place for us to stay at his sister’s house, we didn’t realise what a treat we were in for. We had two memorable days with Mamma Britta, Pappa Xavier their three sons Samuel, Maxime and Valentin. We arrived after a big storm that swept through the area, […]Read more "Britta you Diva"
Late on a Monday morning in France I find myself lying in the tent and feeling a bit lazy. Not having a lie in, but trapped here until the rain has passed by. The sound of rain on the tent flysheet is rather soothing but I didn’t have a good night. We had a fox […]Read more "The friendly French and a big milestone"
Is it legal? Well, no one has told us otherwise and we will only ever leave a wild campsite as we found it. It comes with it’s positives and negatives: We get to do pretty much what we want, when we want and how we want. There is definitely a sense of freedom, real adventure […]Read more "Wild camping in France"
We were looking for a place to stay in Chateau Thierry after a long day cycling in the rain. The town was having a champaign festival, so finding some accommodation was going to be hard to come by. We decided to cruze around town and take in the vibe, when a lady called Christian walked […]Read more "B&B in Chateau Thierry"