Been home a week now and have had a chance to think about my trip and what I have learnt from it. I thought that I would pass these thought on as they may even be helpful to someone and will also be useful to me as an aide memoire when I come to planning…
Well, here I am back at home. Mrs Sixwheeler very kindly picked me up from the station late on Friday evening and I must say that I was very happy to be home. I ended up with forty five minutes waiting at Reading Station which is a bleak place and after the heat of the…
A certain melancholy descends with the realisation that I have reached the end of this part of my journey and that today is the first part of my journey home. As to the walking, the grind is behind me and what I believe to be the best part starts from here and lies ahead. I…
After a comfortable but noisy night, there was a mouse (??) under the floorboards trying to eat its way into my room, I was away early. In fact my earliest start for my shortest day. Sky completely cloud covered and quite cold which was a nice change. Easy walking on good tracks and only one…
I must start by saying a few words about where I stayed last night. I chose Le Gite Aux Temps d’Une Pause (Chez Cathy) almost by chance from the Miam Miam Dodo guide that lists the accommodation and other facilities along the Way. As it turned out I could hardly have chosen better. From the…
In 1964 as part of a series called ‘Play For Today’ one of the plays was called Auto Stop (the French for hitch hike). It was about an English student hitch hiking in Europe, or “The Continent” as we used to call it. My uncle Ronnie watched it and mentioned it the next time we…
I doubt that much could be nicer than a fine early autumn day in Montpellier. No rush to get up; a leisurely breakfast and some time spent in preparation and off I go. To the Tourist Office for a map, then a coffee as I needed a table to fold it on. First stop was…
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