
Innocents abroad
With more than a year gone by since my last blog entry in March 2020, it seems time to address the current situation, and end the silence. Like most of

With more than a year gone by since my last blog entry in March 2020, it seems time to address the current situation, and end the silence. Like most of

A really long day the first day. Up at six, brief breakfast, bye-byes and onto the airport with Pete in the car – scared me a little bit. Good news

We woke up really early – unbelievably so, in fact. The TV told us it was 7.00, and we didn’t believe it. We strolled around the Village for quite a

Consciousness dawned at some unearthly hour – 4 or 5 or so. We had both just crashed out completely from the night before – no return call to Dennis at

Woke up at 7 from a fairly restless night, and tucked into breakfast – tropical oatmeal (porridge with pineapple in it) followed by a home-baked bagel. Then we set off

By no means the best of days. Woke up early and set off into NYC. Everything was going fine, route was well signposted, till suddenly we found ourselves presented with

By no means the most successful day. I drove from the lot to the highway, and then Val took over – she was fine. She drove to a rest area,

Once again, a reasonably comfortable night – the Caddy seats are certainly comfortable, though I could do with an extra few inches. We washed, and then set off for Chattanooga,

On the beach at Biloxi. Woke up from a much better night’s sleep, since I’d had the more comfortable rear seat. Drove straight thro’ Mobile and out again on Route

Bob’s birthday today – happy birthday, Bob. Woke up nice ‘n early and shot off into Houston. Much to our amazement, and aided considerably by the city map in our

A day to remember, certainly, packed with incident. Still, one thing at a time… Woke up after the best night’s sleep we’d had yet in the Caddy. Just as we

Woke up late in a real bed – what bliss – got up and showered. Greg went out to buy some breakfast, and a real feast it turned out to