VVF Vacances Albeville Burgundy

This week i went to school only on lundi (Monday) because Marie had exams all week. So that was really good for me because it gave me a week to do whatever i wanted and i actually felt like i was on holidays. =)
I'm sorry i have left it so long to write this blog entry and now i have forgotten what days i did things but now i finally have a good computer working. Unfortunately it is not my laptop but one that belongs to my host family ...

... a frozen picture that doesn't require speaking). The girls there were all very nice and tried their best to explain things in english for me although they only know a little bit. Then i caught the bus by myself for the way back. Which is the first time i have ever done that, and definately the first time in another country and so i was quite proud of myself =) but God was definately looking after me =)
love you all and miss you
xx

... off to sleep random french words kept popping into my head, it was weird.
Tomorro i have to get up early and go to school =( Marie has only 3 lessons tomorrow but that takes all day and then she has a sport exam. So i will leave school at 3.
It is nearly 8 and i want to go to bed already but i need to stay awake and also we haven't had dinner yet and so i should wait up. I am not feeling so good anymore and so i will type some more another time.
au revoir!

... however those ticket bays looked angrier and more modern, and as I knew it would, wouldn't let me OUT of the metro so I had to wait until someone entered and while the doors were still open get out.
I had about five hours to spend in Paris but I wasn't feeling too well so I went and put my head down in the nearby park, yet it was too cold and windy so I spent the rest of the time in the train station. The bad thing about the French trains is that they won't announce ...

After an inauspisious start to the proceeding and having reached Calais in the wee small hours, a few precious hours of much needed sleep were had before it was back in the pooper and the start of the longest part of the journey. As three weary heads hit the pillow it wasn't long before the beast of Basingstoke began its strange mating call. Grunting and snorting with a deep vibrating burr, Rich released his inner monster much to the surprise and ...

... hello to various people on the trail as you do. In the end I got into Krems about 4pm. At 56 miles its decent day (after yesterdays disaster). I do need a rest day; the washing situation is desperate and my hands and muscles are feeling it. But they have great maps outside town so you can see how to get to what your looking for. Excellent. So I go straight to the camping but they don't have wifi so I head for the hostel. Which is ...

... daughters had taken up residence. They all spoke in whispers in a language I didn't recognise and seemed to make some effort to avoid eye contact. But with this many people going to bed the progress through the bathroom took time. I.t was all very proper and rather like being on the tube. Dad snored from the word go and one of the daughters had the gene. The room also got fairly hot but with the windows open options were limited. Later I realised I had sunburn too. So it was ...

... compatible stuff; just a tupperware box. No lockers either but it looks ok. Food supply should be better Tomorrow too as only cafe's were open today. Two nights here as I want to reaquaint myself. 150 kms from the austrian border, thats 2/3 days cycling. Hostel has a shower in the shareed room, a terrace and a TV room but no wifi. Went for a night time stroll in Regensburg. Its changed and there are a lot more cars. Also my memory of it is an ...

... a garden has a logs in store for burning. This has been the case since I crossed into Germany. Its a major industry which doesn't really exist on the same scale in the uk. Tonight I'm on an official "basic" campsite which seems to mean a portaloo and no fee's. As it's most peoples last day of work before tuesday I'm a bit worried that the riverside will become party central. So I'm hidden away in the trees where drunk ...

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