The New Flying Horse
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... revolves mainly around travelling and I might have been slightly ambitious! Oh well! Here is the list and also what I have completed already.
Things to do before 30 (4 done… 26 to go!)
1. Fitness retreat
2. Do volunteer work
3. Live in Australia
4. See Great Barrier Reef
5. Go to a Comedy club
6. Boob job ✅ (had a reduction done in April and couldn’t be happier!)
7. Go to New York ✅ (spent one ...
... and a little more philanthropic one day. For now my work and study should keep me out of trouble. As for the travel, our most amazing feat has been to reduce our entire lives into two backpacks and two microwave sized boxes. Before the great purge Dorette and I filled a two bedroom flat with our belongings. It's confirmed what I already knew - we over consume. That's damaging on many levels, not least the ...
... As it is Sunday and not many shops are open we went to the local supermarket to get the bare essentials. We had baguette and cheese at our place and polished of 2 bottles of Rose before going to bed. My worst fears became reality when the boombox on the beach was fired up and the thumping bass drum kept me awake. Having gotten up at 3 am turned out to have been a fortunate turn of events as I was so tired I fell asleep ...
... got our groceries at Tesco (like a Woolies) and bussed them back to Big Gert and felt so much better.
The other campers for the most part were very friendly. Talked to a guy next door from olland (he said Holland not Netherlands). He and his wife were doing a tour of southern England for 2 weeks – really nice and easy to understand. We met another Dutch guy in the laundry area who was cycling around and another guy from England who helped ...
... where we were and make our way back onto the route!
By the time dusk hit, the trail had taken us into a local wood, where we were confident to find a little cranny for the night. Walking our bikes up a very muddy track to our final resting place for the night-Gracie's foot disappeared into a pool of mud-where her shoe ultimately stuck! This proved a bit of a problem, as it was her only pair of cycling shoes, and we knew we had limited means of ...