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Early start on a cold clear morning as we load up the bus with all our gear, including our colossal ski bag now (couriered in… Read More »Day 37 – Carnage

Our names have once more been sullied, dragged through the quagmire of lies and deceit pedaled by lesser men and women. This blog, ladies and… Read More »Day 36 – Maligned

We’ve given up storing extra beanies and thermals in the backpack and replaced them with extra chocolate and sun cream – crazy. Today bus to… Read More »Day 35 – Lama

Today can be summarised as, ‘we got up and skiied’, although that would gloss over some significant winging on my part about my ski boots.… Read More »Day 34 – Toast

I added some 70s drying room nostalgia to our Alaska unit today by jamming the hair dryers, in each of our two bathrooms (I’m just… Read More »Day 33 – Bullwinkle

I think it’s number 32 (and 33 today) as Di informs me that I’ve double dipped on the 29 – oops. Veg day Saturday. We… Read More »30 something

I don’t know that I’ll ever quite get the balance of travel clothing right. We’re definitely getting better, lighter, but there’s always something. This time,… Read More »Day 30 – Hung on a horse

The hotel guide said cross two bridges then first left, first right, first left, first right. Fighting the urge to stick with the signs, we… Read More »Day 30 – Fleeced at Florian’s

Walked the Cannaregio region today – in fact we walked miles today, Cannaregio, west to east, Castello then all the way bag by the most… Read More »Day 29 – A bridge too far

We catch happiness’ euphoria fleetingly, like seeing a faint star from the corner of our eye. It seems to arise from simple moments; stirring froth… Read More »Day 28 – It’s the wine