Day 1 of our trip was uneventful. Bus, station, bus, hotel. Mmmm, nice cool tiled floor… Advertisements
So, off we set. And we wait at the bus stations. For hours. I’m happy though, in my mosquito-proof basket.
Well, this is new. Something’s going on, and we’re setting off on a trip. Not on the boat this time, we’re going on buses – lots of them – cross-country for a few days. And the best bit? The Mariner has … Continue reading
This is where we’re moored for the time being – nice gaff, eh? Well, actually, this is the posh part of where we’re staying. Our boat’s moored round the corner, past the flash yachts, under the trees, across the rickety-rackety bridge. In the cheap … Continue reading
Damn things, buzzing around. Gotta keep ’em out somehow. Just got to get those gaps closed up at the sides.
Well…sitting on the boom of the boat actually, but I can’t imagine Otis Redding singing about that, can you?
That’s me! I help out with mending stuff… …and I’m in charge of exploring small places.