Just photos. [View Full Entry]

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Can't get enough New York :) tbc [View Full Entry]

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And then, as if New York wasn't perfect already - it snowed! tbc [View Full Entry]

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"Hey lady, it's free, don't be shy now" said the dreadlocked Bob-Marley-alike leaning at the top of the 14th Street subway entrance, a newspaper in his outstretched hand. A yellow taxi whizzed past, then an NYPD car. I clutched my paper bag of danish pastries and my cup of strong smelling coffee. It was 6am in NYC and the only thing missing was Al Pacino. If I squinted I could almost see him, slouching past, hands stuck deep into leather jacket pockets, collars turned up against the bitter February cold. The whole of New York is a movie set, the show [View Full Entry]

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Vacances avec Armelle et Gilbert! [View Full Entry]

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Spent a perfect bank holiday weekend in the tiniest palace in all of Paris. Evenings watching the moon over Sacre Coeur across the roofs of Montmartre, days walking through back streets and main drags of this most beautiful of cities. What can you say about Paris that hasn't already been said? So, here it is in a few of its own words... [View Full Entry]

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It took us a while to realise that there are, in fact, no sign posts in the county of Donegal unless of course you are prepared to hack your way through 3 foot of hedge to get at them. Our third accidental detour of the day took us nearly into the Atlantic on one side with only 1 half a mile of lake to swim across to get us to Maura Toomey's wedding starting in approximately 15 minutes on the other side. Some frantic reversing, cursing and waving at fists at the gentleman in the petrol station who had sent us [View Full Entry]

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Photos for now, text to follow [View Full Entry]

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Photos for now, text to follow [View Full Entry]

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We crossed the border from Turkey to Bulgaria on foot and in a cloud of mosquitos. Very exciting, despite having a blood sucker stuck to every bit of visible skin. The border guards were fairly surprised to see us weaving our way through the long line of articulated lorries but let us through anyway and all was well until we realised that we were in Bulgaria in the dark without a map and nowhere near any kind of civilisation. Luckily the friendly border guard took pity on us and phoned a 'taxi' to take us to the nearest station. My main [View Full Entry]

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