The last time we came here…

There were no mobile phones, or cell phones as they call them round these parts. We were met then by Derek, a friend who’s ambition was to live in the States and be a hot shot lawyer, who could have blamed him then, it was the 80’s and he was from Nottinghamshire. His girlfriend Carol was a Californian who wanted, and did achieve, a quiet life in the UK, turning her back on California. Like us, at the time, or a little before in his case as he’d already settled over there, we had been living in the same house … Continue reading The last time we came here…

The unutterable glamour of flying.

Travelling long haul is exactly that, a long haul. I’m not convinced of the glamour. We took to the skies by the so called trendy Virgin Atlantic to Los Angeles to visit family who’ve gone there for a while. It was, I suspect just like any other airline, the planes are the same, and the seats not a lot different unless you pay a King’s ransom to fly anything other than “Economy”. We thought we’d gone one cheaper still by flying “Economy Light” until I discovered that the light meant that you could not take any clothes with you to … Continue reading The unutterable glamour of flying.

Meanwhile back at the drawing board…

I’m a big fan of walking and walking holidays, even though one has to get up at some ungodly hour and have to deal with plane food. But it needs organization and commitment from the people who are there to look after you. The two people who looked after us were just brilliant. Misa, that’s a name pronounced Misha to us, and Stefan were knowledgeable and good humoured throughout. Misa drove us safely for miles and miles to get to the places where we would walk, and then did the walking with us. Stefan helped, and entertained us along the … Continue reading Meanwhile back at the drawing board…