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Sarah awoke way before the two alarms we had set and made the wake tea then into the shower, got dressed and when both of us were ready we locked up our room and again across the road to get the shuttle bus to Gatwick. It was then we met our first Hurtigruten travellers a couple of ladies from Jersey! We think travelling companions they also were up much early than expected. A short trip to the airport and we are then in search of ...
Bob picked us up on time ready to go to St David's station where we had a lovely latte and Olaf made a quick appearance to have his photo taken. The train was on time and so our adventure begins...... We arrived at Reading and it was wifely off one train, swap platforms and right onto the train going to Gatwick. All on time and now the next stop would be the airport. We got to Gatwick and decided to maybe walk to the hotel but making our way out of the South Terminal we ...
... and keep up with all the exciting things we are doing. But in addition, they are a personal record for me of my travels, so I can look back and remember what I saw, the things I did, the people I met and how I felt.
Essentially then, it may thus turn out that these blogs are just full of inside jokes, seemingly random stories and pointless, uninteresting details. If this is the case, then I am sorry. But also not sorry. You are ...
With the wonders of modern travel, Virgin Airlines get us to Gatwick half an hour early at 5.20 am on 30th December, after the usual arrival formalities I manage to load all our suitcases and rucksacks onto a trolley and head through the arrivals scrummage and into the increasing cold in Gatwick Railway station to try and sort a change of ticket from our original February return to immediate ones. The cold is no good for ...
... home. We didn't have any snow but it rained hard all Boxing Day
Whilst I was at Hillhead I also walked along the cliffs to Brixham which isn 't very far away but the steep cliff path made it feel like a hundred miles. I like Brixham, it is a quaint fishing town with cheerfully painted houses and a reproduction galleon in the harbour. It has interesting shops and a general feel of vitality. On a separate day I took the bus down to ...