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Europe » France » Nord-Pas de Calais » Calais September 9th 2009

Wednesday 9th September - To France I leave home at a very civilised 9a.m. to head for Calais and the ferry. I’ve decided to drive down to Beaune, it’s years since I’ve used the ferry and driven in France. I would have liked to have gone through the Channel Tunnel but the ferry is a much cheaper option. I’ve decided to break my journey and stop over near Calais. I’m heading for a B&B recommended by Nick, Les Fuchsias in the village of Bois-en-Ardres about 10 miles from Calais. And 10 miles of driving in France will probably be enough practice for today! The journey down to Dover was completely uneventful and checking in and getting onto the Seafrance ferry was a lot more straight forward and stress free than I seem to remember. It’s while ... read more
The "White Cliffs" Photo
... And Some More
Les Fuchias And Grounds

Europe » France » Burgundy » Beaune September 8th 2009

Tuesday - Baked Beans to Beaune From one extreme to the other. From a part of Spain where you wouldn’t know you were in Spain to a part of France which is very, very French. Beaune is in Burgundy. It was once the capital of the Duchy of Burgundy and is now a centre for the wine industry. I believe it has a considerable tourist industry based around the its vineyards but I’m not expecting to see any stag parties there! The time of year I’m going is the time of the “Vendange”, the grape harvest, and I’m hoping I might be able to get some casual work picking grapes {not too much work, though!} I’m visiting friends who have spent quite a bit of time there. Nick, who I’ve known since we were students together, ... read more

Europe » Spain » Balearic Islands September 7th 2009

Monday - Going Home Yet another quiet day!! We’re meant to be out of our rooms by 11a.m. At 10:30 the only person awake is one of the Old Farts. It doesn’t take us long to get ready, though - we don’t have a lot to pack - and the hotel, Aparthotel Martinique, are fine with us being a bit late checking out. They must be used to the large groups staying there being unable to wake up in the morning. We don’t fly until 7p.m. so the hotel gives us somewhere to keep our bags and, once again, it’s down to the pool to sleep off the previous night. Time for one last meal at, guess where, Arfur’s Bar, and a last round of drinks. The drinks order is 3 cokes 1 lemonade 1 orange ... read more

Europe » Spain » Balearic Islands September 6th 2009

Sunday - “You’re Nicked, Son!” Surprisingly, everyone wakes quite late again. Richard is beginning to drop his guard and seems relieved to be waking up still with both eyebrows and all his pubes. It is a tradition of British stag parties, and this probably happens in every other country as well, that the groom has to be humiliated. I’m not sure why, it just has to happen. This humiliation often takes the form of shaving his head, eyebrows or pubic hair, leaving him naked on a non-stop train to a distant destination, arranging for a very large lady to sit on him or other such initiation ceremonies. Richard is going to escape all of these but, unfortunately for him, the downside of his future father-in-law being an ex-policeman is that we have handcuffs. We spend the ... read more
It's A Great British Tradition

Europe » Spain » Balearic Islands September 5th 2009

Saturday - Pullin’ Triggers I’ve had a reasonable night’s sleep! I woke up a couple of times in the night and everywhere was quiet!! No noise outside the hotel and nobody running up and down the corridors. Weird!! Perhaps it’s really early and the partying hasn’t started yet? I begin to worry that the world has ended because there is no noise. Apparently, though, we were disturbed a few times and Henry had to get up to answer the door but I slept through it. Here’s a handy tip for anyone going to Magaluf and wanting an early night - don’t stay in the room next to the lift. All the drunks fall out of the lift and try to get in through the first door they see. The Old Farts are first up at about ... read more
... And 3 a.m. ...
... And 4 a.m.
Mmmm!!  Almost As Good As A Kebab

Europe » Spain » Balearic Islands September 4th 2009

Friday - “Everything will be fine” I’m woken up at 2:30 a.m. and remind myself that this is a holiday. Henry picks myself and Richard up and we make the short drive to where the minibus is picking us up from. There are 11 of us on the minibus; Mark couldn’t get time off work and is flying out later tonight. The group is a combination Richard’s (the groom) family, the bride’s family and Richard’s friends. I think I’ve probably met about half of the group before and I vaguely recognise some of Richard’s friends as his friends from his school days. We can easily be divided into two groups :- 3 Old Farts who are all over 50 - myself, Mick (groom’s father) and Henry (bride’s father) and the other 9 who are all under ... read more
It's 5 a.m. At Manchester Airport
Arfur's Bar Near The Aparthotel Martinique
Mistaking A Sunbed For A Diving Board

Europe » Spain » Balearic Islands September 3rd 2009

Thursday - Stag Weekend. So when I left work making the vague statement that I was going to “go travelling” I’m sure I will have conjured up the stereotype of a Baby Boomer backpacker, disappearing off into the Third World in search of different and unusual cultures. Well, if it’s strange cultures you’re looking for, they don’t come much stranger than Magaluf! Brits will know all about Magaluf. They affectionately refer to it as “Shagaluf”. It is a holiday resort in Mallorca, one of the Balearic Islands. It is often described as “catering for young parties” and the “party resort”. Unfortunately large “young parties” of British tourists have a reputation for binge drinking and violence. Whilst writing this I’m reading a news story about a British tourist being in a coma after a brawl in Magaluf. ... read more

Europe » United Kingdom » England August 31st 2009

So where do I start? I’ve always loved to travel. I have distant memories that even as a small child my parents had to come looking for me a number of times. As a teenager I used to hitchhike to quite a few places (times were different - the good old days??) and then as a student I used to do all the studenty things in the summer (times certainly were different - we didn’t have to do part time jobs), and of course, as soon as I could, I was off! I qualified as a teacher and went to work in Guyana for four years. That’s in South America but culturally it’s part of the West Indies. I followed that with two years working in Kenya. More recently I’ve started travelling a lot again, taking ... read more
Le foot manqué

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