I’d always been the most enthusiastic to spend more time in Spain, with Mrs S just slightly behind but when we made the decision to go for three months, the roles reversed and Mrs S became the more proactive of the pairing. When it came to booking the ferry, I was tentative to say the least and yet I had no idea why. Anyway, I eventually pressed the button and the ferry was booked. This was of course on Brittany Ferries and would be our first time together on a boat, ship, floating object. Continue reading “To Spain by car (and ferry)”
It’s been six months since I first put digits to keyboard and started this blog. Coincidentally, according to the statistics, the 9th of June saw the blog reach 1,000 views. Now, while this is hardly an earth shattering performance, it’s more than I expected when it started and to be honest, I don’t really know what I expected. Continue reading “Six month report.”
Well of course it is, it’s June after all and the meteorological summer has arrived in Spain. Even though we’ve been here for almost ten weeks, I can honestly say we haven’t acclimatised too well. Mrs S has taken to a vampiresque lifestyle (minus the bloodsucking) and the evening strolls have veered towards late night walks, when it is much nicer for a stroll or strollete if you prefer. Continue reading “It ain’t half hot mum.”
The blog below was just about finished and I was almost ready to publish it, when we heard the dreadful news from Manchester. We truly are lost for words but wanted to send our condolences to those who have lost loved ones or have been injured.
Again, it’s been longer than I’d have liked, before being able to write another blog but here we go, finally. I have to admit that I have been struggling for something to talk about, so this one may wander off here and there but it’s something different to be writing without a thread in my mind…..
I thought it was time to have another look back some of our very early walking attempts and try and bring them up to date but it’s ok, I won’t be going through each and every one, although each one has something noteworthy about it, at least in my mind. So, as well as slow walking, I’ve added walking down memory lane to the mix.
Since buying the house, we’d managed a few (very) short walks out of the village and decided that it would be great to venture further afield, to try and walk to some of the places we’d only visited by looking at them from afar but not that far. Continue reading “A walk on the coast, in December.”
Anyway, I remembered there being a car repair centre next to the Eroski supermarket, which wasn’t far away at all and so we drove down there and I explained what had happened to one of the mechanics. He took the wheel, which went on a rig, he squirted some liquid on the dented part of the wheel and it bubbled madly all over the place. Continue reading “On location. Part 2.”
This blog is brought to you, for a change, from on location in Sunny Sedella. Yes, we’re actually here and not having to write about it from a less than sunny outlook. As I start this latest thrilling instalment it’s currently 10 past 9 in the morning, I’m sitting on the terrace and looking out at the white painted houses, with the sun reflecting onto them. We’re not in the sun just yet but it won’t be too long before it swings around and bumps the temperature up.
With this blog being called The Slow Walkers, I thought it was about time that walking was mentioned, or slow walking to be more accurate.
Back in the UK, walking wasn’t something we did much at all, certainly not planned walks and suchlike. Ok, we’d walk to the shops and things like that but not too much else. Visiting Sedella changed all that, as it’s such a glorious place to be, you just feel the need to wander around…..