Poppy finds her feminine side and doesn’t like it Before we left Mafra we arranged for the dogs to have a bath and a haircut. Living in such close proximity creates a certain sense of urgency when they start to smell a bit doggy, so we grabbed the opportunity when we discovered that the vet’sRead more
Leaving Peniche, we were only about twenty miles from one of the places on our “must visit” list. Buddha Eden – this is a peace garden filled with sculptures, lakes, pagodas, giant Buddhas and terracotta soldiers. It was created by a vineyard owner as a response to the destruction of the Buddhas of Banyan inRead more
What did we ever do before we had the Internet? Finding a motorhome dealer with a good reputation in a foreign land is so much easier with Mr Google at your disposal. Searching for the answer to our wastewater problem, we chose Campilusa near Coimbra because of its proximity to our route and the fact thatRead more
It’s been a week since the last blog post and we have the perfect excuse. We’ve been having too much fun! We left Braganca with sinking hearts, thinking that we might have peaked too soon and nothing would live up to the beautiful place and lovely people that we had discovered there. We were wrong.Read more
The town of Zamora was our last stop in Spain before heading through the mountains to Braganca in Northern Portugal. It didn’t turn out to be very exciting, although we did enjoy a huge ice cream there when we walked into town to find out if there was anything worth seeing. To be fair to Zamora,Read more
As we left Gastes we decided to give ourselves a small treat – a weekend on a campsite. Consulting the ACSI book we decided on Camping Larouletta on the French side of the Pyrenees, just five miles from the Spanish border. The day before we had discovered that our wastewater valve was leaking and weRead more
Well, it’s been nearly a week and there’s a lot to catch up on, so brace yourselves. Grab a coffee and a cake and fasten your seatbelts … Setting the satnav for Rocamadour whilst still in the town of Sarlat presented a challenge that we were unwilling to face. The tight turns and tiny roadsRead more
By midday, we were meandering through the Dordogne valley in beautiful sunshine. We stopped at a huge hypermarket to do some essential food shopping and indulge my habit of wandering through the aisles of useful bits and pieces for kitchens, cars, bikes and general household objects. I wanted to buy a coffee pot – theRead more
Jonzac turned out to be a lovely mediaeval market town. From the motorhome aire we could walk into the town, browse the shops and watch the world go by. Our French neighbours were friendly and, when they met us in the town after the gate debacle were genuinely delighted that we’d finally been allowed toRead more
We spent two very pleasant nights beside the sea in La Turballe. The first day was unseasonably warm, causing all our neighbours to comment on the heat and to strip down to the barest essentials. We wandered up into the small town and wandered through the port, admiring the mixture of beautiful yachts and workingRead more