Inter-Hotel Du Beffroi Calais

... bus from Satara to Panaji<br>Night on bus<br><br>Tues 29:<br>Arrive in Panaji at about 8am <br>Take bus to Calangute &#8211; 45 mins<br>Night in Calangute/ Candolim<br><br>Wed 30th:<br>Visit Calangute<br>Depart for Madgaon<br>Depart from Madgaon to Jog falls OR<br>Depart from Madgaon to Ernakulam (Train &#8211; 14hrs)<br>Night on train/bus<br><br>Thurs 1st Oct:<br>Visit Backwaters - Allepey <br>Depart for Coimbatore (Train &#8211; 8-9 hours) bus? <br>Night in Coimbatore ...

... br>The parade through Calais followed, with all the vehicles making as much noise as possible. The navigators were all frantically trying to work out where to go.<br>Unfortunately, we followed a group along the motorway, missing the correct exit. That was a mistake which we decided not to repeat again - we needed to have confidence in our own skills.<br><br>We ...

18th September<br><br>Staples 2 Naples &#8211; Day 1 &#8211; Calais to Sarnen.<br><br>Last night I was well fuelled up on continental 6% European blond beer! Real lethal stuff, it was served in 3 litre tubes, we had 3 of these between 4 of us!!<br><br>Not a good mix after just 1 hour sleep in 2 days! <br><br>After drinking this and signing up for the rally, with a few more beers, i was told we are heading for a ...

... When I look at an A4 India map (which for some reason doesn&#8217;t have a<br>scale on it!!), it all looks pretty simple and close together. For<br>instance, Pune only seems like a stone&#8217;s throw away from Mumbai and yet<br>apparently takes over two and a half hours to get there. After a little<br>research, I manage to find train times and found that the &#8216;2124 Deccan<br>Queen&#8217; from Mumbai CST ...

Here we go......<br><br>I recently watched a movie called 'Julie &amp; Julia' starring Meryl<br>Streep as Julia Child and Amy Adams who plays a character called Julie<br>Powell. Julie turns 30 and has nothing interesting in her life. She<br>doesn't enjoy her job and wants to do something that she enjoys. She<br>loves cooking and is an avid fan of Julia Child who has written a<br>cookbook for servantless American women! So Julie then decides that she<br>is ...

We set off to France today for a new period in our life in Europe. <br>Work still chugs on, but with only 12 shifts in 42, we have plenty of time to ourselves. <br>We decided those "spare" 30 days should be spent in Europe.<br> <br>I'll skip over the months of research and prep work and bring us up to today where we are now on the 4pm ferry instead of the 2pm ...

... next day we'd be picking Drew up in Paris. The beach was absolutely breathtaking, and our campsite was right across the street. John and I sat on the roof for a bit and brushed up on our French. The weather was gorgeous, so we packed up to go eat so we could actually start drinking and take in the other-worldly beauty of our campsite with a buzz. The pizza was fabulous (France lives up to it's reputation as a food country, by the way), and that ...

... and she is pregnant and is having an international birthday party - virtually all the guests are from other countries - Spain, Switzerland, Germany, etc, and me representing Australia. The party is fantastic - it starts raining but we quickly put up a tarpaulin while a gigantic paella is cooked and the party continues on until late, and we spread ourselves all over the rooms, couches, and even the balcony to sleep. I meet lots of new people and it's really wonderful how Ana ...

... oportunity to get caught up on my journaling while most of the kids slept the drive away. I wanted to stay away to enjoy the beautiful british countryside. I was thinking about how England seems to have very little in the way of nature disasters. It's so flat, no major mountains to speak of. I hear about floods every know and again, but nothing else major. It's weird. As I am watching the scenery go by, I am incredibly pleased with my new ipod, (Thanks ...

... because I went into one because I heard they had free WiFi; they didn't, so I left. You can guess that they didn't really believe me. Damn French. Well, I arrived in Calais with only a few ruffled feathers. The first TI I visited was utterly useless, and I was about to give up, when I ate a damn good pannini, and decided to try going on a random excursion, looking for a place to stay. This turned out to be longest damn random ...