A long and not very pleasant day of travel.
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Day 18: Bari to Como
25 Jun
After getting a takeaway breakfast from Mondo Dolce (it wouldn’t have been takeaway if they had been quicker), Genti gave me a run into Bari to catch my train.
Continue readingDays 16 & 17: Bari
24 Jun
Two days in Bari and Sannicandro di Bari with my brother- and sister-in-law, Genti and Ida. And my word, was it hot!
Continue readingDays 7 to 15: Albania
21 Jun
I’m not going to try to describe everything l did this week. Most of you are following live on WhatsApp anyway so you have a flavour of it.
Continue readingDay 6: Dubrovnik to Shkodër
12 Jun
Finally in Albania! But it was a long road getting here today.
Continue readingDay 5: Split to Dubrovnik
11 Jun
On the whole, a really lovely day. When I was in Zagreb I did wonder if going to Albania the long way round was a bad idea. No, it wasn’t.
Continue readingDay 4: Zagreb to Split
10 Jun
Hello from Split, a buzzing, overpriced port town where the girls are all young, sunburnt and not wearing much, and the main language seems to be English. As you can imagine, I’m fitting right in 🙄 My Croatian for Beginners is scoring me no brownie points here.
Continue readingDay 3: Salzburg, Ljubljana, Zagreb
9 Jun
I managed to get a shower and some sleep on the train, but sleeper trains are sadly not that restful. The two ladies I was sharing with (Aleen and Suzie) were lovely, though, and we had a lot in common, so we had a nice chat before the beds were put down.
Continue readingRealistic greetings cards
3 JunDo you ever feel that greetings cards are a bit over the top? All that hyperbole: best dad, greatest mum, best day ever etc. How about if there were more realistic cards to express your feelings? Read on..
Continue readingDay 13: Brussels to Sheffield
21 May
What a relief to get out of Brussels! I walked out my smelly hotel, past all the sex shops and the sanitation workers cleaning the streets of the previous night’s litter, and went to Hotel Mozart for the free breakfast I had been promised.
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