Unfortunately, we didn’t make it into Krak贸w itself because there were so many people there for World Youth Day, but we did manage to visit Auschwitz Birkenau and the Wieliczka Salt Mine, on the outskirts of the city.

Auschwitz was harrowing and disturbing enough, but when we got to Auschwitz-Birkenau II, which was the second (and incredibly vast) camp built after they had added second and third floors to all the buildings already in the first camp, and still there was not enough room to house everyone, it gave an idea of the numbers of people that were imprisoned there. And then to think that they had to build a third camp, which we didn’t visit… Roger and I just passed through both sites pretty silently, as I don’t think we really had the words.

After we visited Auschwitz, we found a little campsite where we met a couple from Kent; Elle and Mark, and we spent a nice evening with them over a couple of beers (which are now cheap btw!). I hope you guys are enjoying your travels too, and good luck on your return to the UK馃槈

The Wieliczka Salt Mines were great to visit, not just because they made a refreshing change to the 30+ degrees on the surface, but because all the walls, carvings and sculptures inside were made entirely from salt (it was 95% NaCl and 5% impurities, to my sciencey friends); even the chandliers were made of salt crystals.


After this we decided to leave Poland, as everywhere was so busy, and we thought perhaps we would return at a later date. We headed into Slovakia, where immediately there were less advertising signs everywhere (people who have been to Poland will know what I’m talking about) and more open space, with less people. We headed in to Bratislava, and found a large and somewhat untidy-but-functional campsite there, where we met a lovely family from Scotland; Allie and the two Andys, plus we had Horace the Hedgehog come and visit us in the night, trying to steal our food (no pics as I was half asleep and didn’t think about it!). Bratislava is a nice place to visit, with not many people for a capital city, and enough things there to see. We spent the time walking around, and visited the castle and (my personal fave), the Cat Caf茅!

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After this we headed to Vienna, on the hottest day yet, so we were glad it was only a 1hr ride away from Bratislava. Vienna has been the most interesting city yet in terms of museums; it has the Stephensdom Crypt (where some royal remains are interred and thousands of skeletons from when there was an outbreak of Bubonic Plague in the 1700s), Josephinum Medical Museum (collection of wax anatomical models and body parts), Kriminalmuseum (museum about crime and murder), and the museum of contraception and abortion. For me personally, life is too short to visit art or architecture museums, so I was quite excited about seeing museums that were interesting to me. Obviously I wanted to visit all of the above, but had to settle for the Stephensdom Crypt and the museum of contraception and abortion, as it was Sunday and all the others were closed. The museum of contraception and abortion took you through both topics from past to present day, and made me really quite grateful that we don’t have to resort to some of those methods now!

From here, we headed through Czech Republic, back into Poland, to visit a church called Kaplica Czaszek, where there is a chapel entirely filled with bones and skulls of the people who died in the late 1700s from the vast amount of wars and infections at the time. Most of these places wouldn’t let anyone take pictures but you can find more info, plus pics, at http://www.atlasobscura.com/places/kaplica-czazek-chapel-skulls.

We are now in the Czech Republic, in Prague more specifically, and we are awaiting Mum and Dad’s arrival on Monday, and also the MotoGP in Brno, for which we have tickets!!

Coming into Poland was where the landscape changed immediately. Gone were the tall, thin trees and completely straight roads with no changes in elevation, and here everything was more green, more full and more like home, which was immediately reassuring. The roads developed some bends and there were a few hills here and there. We were heading for the South-East part of Poland, as there was a possibility of meeting another person from ADVRider, and then for Krak贸w, as there was a lot of interesting stuff there to see, plus we would meet up with my nephew, Jack, and his wife, Karolina. Another different thing was the lack of camp sites in this part of Poland. The first night we could find anywhere to stay but we happened to find a fuel station in Losice, which had a hotel and restaurant attached to it, but it looked really posh, so when the man said it was 120 zlotta for a room, I was thinking that must be a lot of money. I had to google what the conversion was, as I was expecting them to use euros, and was completely unprepared for another different currency. It turned out this was about 拢22, a very welcome surprise, so we took the room. We ate in the restaurant; a 3-course meal with some really nice soup, some meat and proper vegetables, and an apple cake. We had no idea what we’d ordered, as the lady there didn’t speak a lot of English at all, but it was all fine. It was only the next morning when I came across an English translation of the menu, that I realised the soup was actually beef tripe soup! It was still nice, nevertheless. We also met a lovely Polish chap, who had the most energy of all the people I’ve ever met, and he was lovely. He travels in his Toyota Land Cruiser in Africa a lot. It was here, after chatting to another couple, that we found out about the ‘World Youth Day’, organised by the Church and even visited by the Pope, which was due to take over Krak贸w at the weekend, right when we were planning to be there. This would eventually make us alter our plans a lot, as millions of people were coming from all over the world, and even the residents would need a ticket to get into their own city that weekend!

We headed for Rzeszow, as we were told that this was a nice place to go. It turned out that for us, with it being 30degC, us in our bike gear, being unable to find the tourist information centre, and unable to find a parking space, it wasn’t the best day ever, and after eventually getting off the bikes, changed into shorts and flip flops, and getting fed and watered, we were quite ready to leave! Our plans to visit the bikers from ADVRider had fallen through, and we couldn’t go to Krak贸w yet, so we decided to alter the plans slightly and visit Jack, Karolina and 1-year old Oscar in Katowice first, and then see about Krak贸w later. First though, as it was late, we rode a number of miles to the middle of nowhere, to the one campsite in the area聽to see about staying there for the evening. I mention this because it was an odd聽experience. We arrived and it was quite busy, but I went in and started speaking to聽a man who was sitting on a chair, surrounded by females all聽sitting on the floor. I was asking if the campsite was still open, and after he answered yes, it was, and that he was the one to speak to about it, I was explaining that it would just be a tent for one night, and then as soon as Roger walked around the corner and I mentioned that it was for 2 people, he immediately changed his body language and said that he was fully booked! There did look to be loads of room though…We then had to carry on for miles, and in the end stayed in a Mercure hotel, which was also in the middle of nowhere, but where they gave us bath robes and slippers馃檪 so all was good, if a little pricey.


Jack, Mykola and Roger in the bar inside the old coal mine after the tour.

After arriving in Katowice and meeting up with Jack and Karolina at their house, we visited the Tyskie brewery with Jack and his friend Mykola, which was a great experience, and provided my brain with a little bit of science again, before providing my stomach with a free pint! We also visited an off-road driving experience, where both Roger and I drove a little (but very competent) Suzuki 4×4 on a pretty challenging off-road track, with ditches, steep uphill climbs and some obstacles. Video snippet to come! Also, we did something I never thought I’d ever do; we went to a shooting range and we both fired a proper gun (a Glock 17). I only managed 2 bullets as I was absolutely bricking it, and I was worried about not holding on to the gun properly as my palms were so sweaty! It was something I don’t think I’ll ever do again, but I’m glad I pushed myself out of my comfort zone and wasn’t too much of a scaredy cat for a change. We then visited a local coal mine, and went 320m down into it, where they have some of the machines still there, and still functioning, even though the mine itself isn’t in operation any more, other than offering tours to tourists. It was a fascinating place, tight in places, and surprisingly we got some really good pictures. I know that I have done some pretty interesting jobs that not everyone would be able to tolerate, but that is somewhere I don’t think I could ever work. I’m not brave enough for that! Uncle Dave, you are a brave man!


One of the tunnels in the coal mine.

It was lovely to see Jack, Karolina and Oscar, and to meet Jack’s friends too, and as we all left in a bit of a hurry on the Monday morning, I’d like to say thank you to them for an absolutely brilliant weekend! We are now on our way to the Auschwitz museum, and perhaps to the Wieliczka Salt Mine, before heading down to Slovakia. We will be back in Poland shortly though, when we visit the Kaplica Czaszek (the chapel of skulls), near the Polish/Czech border.

Our first proper day of exploring Tallinn was great; we got the bus into the centre and explored the Old Town for the whole day. It was a place that made me wish I’d brought the Transit instead of Oby, as there were so many lovely things there that I would have loved to buy to remind me of the travels after we return home. I’ve consoled myself with the fact that I’ll have to go back one day with a couple of empty suitcases, or a small car. The streets of the Old Town were all cobbled and narrow, with the area being mostly pedestrianised. The buildings were all old (I don’t know how old!) and really interesting, and there were shops, artists’ studios, workshops, and many restaurants and bars all over the place. We had a great time exploring and taking lots of pictures. The weather was really eventful; it was mostly blazing sun, with a few really heavy rain showers that flooded the streets for a short time.


We collected our bikes from the garage the following day and they had done a brilliant job with them, so we are very grateful. They also gave us some local natural soaps as a present, and although the gentleman assured us it wasn’t because of our aroma, the soap is proving very useful in my bike boots when I’m not wearing them, to hopefully neutralise their odour a bit馃檪 Surprisingly, the hostel also gave us gifts; 2 buffs, which always come in useful.

Wild camping at this time was becoming more difficult again, with most land being spoken for, and picnic areas being few and far between. There were also a lot of mosquitos in the forest areas. Luckily though, we followed some big signs directing us to campsites a couple of nights in a row, which ended up being people’s houses. When we stopped to enquire, they said that yes of course we could camp there, and showed us to these large back gardens, with toilet and shower facilities. It cost 鈧10 per night to stay in these, so within budget, and because they were not in woodland, they didn’t have the mosquito problem. On one of these nights we spent time around an open fire with the people living there, and they gave us advice about where to go in Latvia, and shared their red wine with us too馃檪 The other night it rained so hard that Oby decided to throw himself on the floor again, and then the next morning he wouldn’t start properly so we thought he had a dead battery, when in fact it was just because he had thrown himself on the floor, and witchcraft had happened with the ECU. He is fine now and is back to his normal self, but I am strongly suspecting he is a bit of an attention-seeker.

The following night was where we found the coastal roads and even managed to find a section on the beach where we wild camped, just shy of the Latvian border. Once we got into Latvia we headed for Riga, their capital city, and more specifically, the tourist info centre, as we thought about spending a couple of days there. We rode as far as we could into their Old Town before it became pedestrianised, and parked outside an Irish bar. Once we had got all the info about Riga we decided to visit this bar to have a Guinness, and to our surprise they were showing the MotoGP qualifying! Obviously we were v. excited, and stayed to watch this, and also went back the next day to watch the racing.


Riga was my favourite of the Baltic cities. It was a lot like Tallinn with its cobbled streets and old buildings, but it was more spread out, with a more relaxed atmosphere and lovely park areas in the new section of it. It has been lovely being in the Baltic countries; fuel is 鈧1 per litre, and things like food and campsites are a lot cheaper, so we are able to live a bit more luxuriously and not worry too much about going over budget. Plus, the weather has been great for us. I was also able to buy a souvenir in Riga as my parents are coming to visit us in less than 3 weeks’ time in Prague, and they can take things back with them!


Backpacking Jesus statue in Uzupis.


After we left Riga, we headed for Vilnius in Lithuania, where a lovely couple (again from ADVRider) were to host us. We spent a very nice couple of days with them, and visited the Old Town of Vilnius. My favourite part of this was when the tour guide took us to a place within the Old Town, called Uzupis, which declared itself a republic on April Fool’s day, and has its own constitution, which were apparently written by two blokes in a bar (one a dog lover, and one a cat lover), see https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/U%C5%BEupis. and is a place which doesn’t take itself seriously at all.

Helsinki was rather fabulous, with its metro and tram network, which made getting around really easy. It was also very, very clean, and you could tell that the people there cared a lot about their environment. The only bad thing about it was that I don’t think we took a single photograph, as nothing really stood out to us that much, but it was a really lovely and relaxing environment to be in. We spent most of the time just ambling around the shops and markets.

On Thursday 7th July we packed up our bikes and left them at the campsite, and took the metro into the city centre to catch the overnight boat to St. Petersburg. It was a massive great ship, and we spent time on the upper deck taking pictures of all the birds. We had a 2 bed cabin with its own little bathroom, and it was lovely, even though it was the cheapest option, and only one floor up from the cars! I was so pleased that we had our own little space, and if I had to be sick, I was happy that I could do so in my own bathroom. It did get a bit choppy after dinner but it soon settled down, and then we went to bed. I didn鈥檛 much care how choppy it was as I鈥檇 had 2 beers by this point, so it wasn鈥檛 a problem.

We were up early the next morning as the boat docked at 08:30, and after a spot of brekky we went to queue up at the area where we were getting off the boat, and we were amazed at the chaos that had descended, with Chinese people (with their massive suitcases on wheels) pushing and shoving and shouting to get off the boat as quickly as possible! They really wanted to get off the boat, so we just followed! The journey by bus to our drop off point was pretty grim; it was raining and the way the driver took us looked really run down, so it was a world away from what I was expecting. We got dropped off on St. Isaac’s Square as we weren’t staying in either of the hotels the ferry company had recommended, so we had to navigate our way on foot to our hostel, which took about 20 minutes with a brunch stop in between. We got to the hostel and it was quite nice as it had a homely feel to it. After dumping our stuff, we went for a walk with our cameras around the city, and we saw the Winter Palace, the Saviour on the Spilled Blood church etc, and took lots of pictures. In the afternoon we both had a three course lunch for about 700 roubles (about 拢9 for us both), which made us breathe a sigh of relief after the expensive countries we had previously been in. We had a Russian salad, mushroom soup (the best soup ever, but not if your name is Paul Stimson!) and stir fried chicken with noodles. 

We spent most of the next day exploring the city with our cameras, and went back to the hostel to make dinner. After dinner, we were sitting in the lounge area just minding our own business, when 2 Russian guys walked in carrying loads of food and a bottle of Vodka (it was meant to be a 鈥榙ry鈥 hostel), and were rather loud. We were watching them a bit as they looked quite interesting, and it was then that they said to us 鈥渧odka?鈥, we replied, no but thank you. They went away and came back again about 10 mins later, by which time I had downloaded the Russian dictionary on Google Translate, and had managed to say to them 鈥渨e are English and cannot hold our drink!鈥. That apparently was a rubbish excuse as after much noise and gesticulation, they fetched 2 more chairs, 2 more glasses of vodka and 2 more plates full of their food, and beckoned us over to the table to sit with them. Their names were Shamurad and Sergey (except Sergey was shortened from something far longer and more complicated that we couldn鈥檛 pronounce) and they were lovely. We spent the night chatting to them via google translate, with me drinking very small sips so that my glass didn鈥檛 get topped up too much (although I think they cottoned on to this) as I鈥檓 really not a fan of vodka. You can filter it 5 times, but it will still be vodka. After a while, the receptionist at the hostel came in to tell us we were being too loud (an Italian chappy had complained about us), and then realised that there was vodka. I think things got a bit more difficult after that (they were all conversing in Russian which we didn鈥檛 understand) as Shamurad was a little drunk (the bottle of vodka was empty by this point) and I think he was rude to the receptionist, and I got the impression Sergey was trying to get Shamurad to shut up! We were also joined by a lovely Russian lady by that point, who was translating a bit for us, so we were able to know what was being said, and we were also talking to her about our travels. We gave her our details and offered her somewhere to stay if she ends up where we are (wherever that is!) We also swapped details with Shamurad, who saved us on his phone as 鈥淪uzanne my English friend鈥. Afterwards Shamurad kept saying 鈥渢his is Russia!” i.e don’t be daft and think that people won’t drink vodka! It was a fun night even so, and we went to bed soon after that.

We left the hostel the next day as we were catching the overnight boat back to Helsinki again, and after saying goodbye to everyone, we headed out to do some more exploring. I did really like St. Petersburg; it has some really fantastic buildings, but also some really run down ones, plus they are doing a lot of construction, so I’m sure it will be very different in a few years time. It was very busy (it has 5 million people in it) both in terms of people and cars, a little bit dirty, but well worth a visit as it was really interesting!

On Monday morning we got up early as I was worried about making it to the next ferry at 13:30 to Tallinn, if getting off the boat involved Chinese people again. Luckily after we had brekky, we found ourselves first in the queue to get through customs, which was a lot easier this time, and then we made our way through Helsinki to the campsite to pick up our bikes. It was so nice getting back to Helsinki after being in St. Petersburg, and really brought home how clean, ordered and functional the place is, plus how few people there are. We made it back to the campsite and loaded the bikes. Roger鈥檚 bike then had a problem starting and didn鈥檛 have any power. It turned out the battery was shot, but we didn鈥檛 know this until we had them serviced in Tallinn. After a while the battery seemed fine, so we got on our way. Me being neurotic about timing, wanted to get to the ferry port asap instead of popping to the supermarket en-route for food, as I was sure they鈥檇 have a canteen on board. We ended up getting to the ferry port 2 hours early, and starving, so my bad! We waited a long time to get on the ferry and then as soon as we got on we went to the all you can eat buffet for 鈧27 each, which I paid for to say sorry to Rog for missing our lunch. This was a lovely buffet (salmon, prawns etc) and not at all crowded as it was so expensive. After this, we got the bikes ready in record time and arrived in Tallinn in the rain and horrible traffic. Not the best start! We found the garage which was recommended by people on ADVRider after about 20 mins of riding, and they agreed to interrupt their schedule for us (so thank you very much!) We left our bikes with them and found a nearby hostel and went to get food from the local supermarket for dinner (beer, bread, cheese and cheesy balls) and then went to sleep as we were exhausted!

Our marvellous dinner!

We’ve had our first moment of very nearly running out of fuel due to the lack of petrol stations on our route, which resulted in a-50mph, no stopping, coasting down the hills and laying on the tank to reduce drag-ride, plus I was trying to slipstream Roger as much as possible. Thankfully we made it, and whilst we were filling up we were approached by a man on a R1200GS who was from Korea and had ridden all the way in 25 days!

The mosquitos have been rife since moving down from Nordkapp; I guess it is one of bad points of the weather getting warmer. It has meant that we have spent little time camping, as just standing there for a few seconds, even with bike gear on, draws swarms of them around us, as the terrain is mostly trees and water since entering Finland. After leaving the camp area in Karasjok, we decided to stay in inside accommodation so that we didn’t have to deal with them; a hotel room in Muonio and an AirB&B apartment in Rovaniemi, which were both lovely!

We left the apartment in Rovaniemi on Thursday 30th June, and headed to the tourist info office in the town centre, which was very nice but a lot more built up than we had gotten used to. We had some lunch in a coffee bar and then decided we would go and visit Santa Claus in his village, before moving on to Oulu that evening. The Santa Claus village was quite sweet; we visited the Reindeer and fed them, and walked around the (many!) shops filled with merchandise and souvenirs. We met Santa in his exhibition, and he was talking about what a shock the football result was for England (whilst I thought he was talking about the referendum!), and about our trip. We then went to Oulu, and on route it rained hard and we got soaked. We met Pia (a friend of mine from when I spent time here during my PhD studentship) in her apartment, where she had made us some tasty food, and we had our first beer since the 拢15 beers in Norway. It was marvellous! We then camped overnight in a cabin in Nallikari, which was a couple of km from Pia鈥檚 apartment and the city centre of Oulu, so that we could dry out our bike gear. The next day, we left the bikes in reception, as we found out that there was a lovely walking trail which went from Nallikari to Oulu city centre. When we reached the city centre it rained hard once again, meaning that our bike gear, which had been strapped to the bikes, would be wet again. We decided to get a cabin there again for one more night.

We are now staying in a campsite in Helsinki (there aren’t many mosquitos here!), and have planned the 72-hour visa free stay to St.Petersburg for Thursday-Sunday of this week, which I’m really looking forward to.

By Saturday 25th June the weather had gotten better so we left the picnic area and made our way into Troms酶. Troms酶 is a really strange place; a mixture of old, new, industrialised and residential mixed up together, with most of the underground carved out into tunnels all over the place. I was trying to direct us to the local Burger King so that we could have something hot to eat and use their wifi, but we got a bit lost and had to turn around. It was then I realised that Google was trying to take us underneath what looked like someone’s house, as lots of cars were coming in and going out of there. We went underneath and entered into this complex network of tunnels, promptly losing gps signal so had to guess where we were going. We came out right near the Burger King though so it worked!

We then made our way towards Burfjord, where a lovely lady called Louise was going to be our host that evening. We met Louise through her tent space advert on the ADVRider website, and she offered us her spare room and use of kitchen, bathroom etc. On the way, and very close to Burfjord we saw some ropey looking sheep, which turned out to be Reindeer! (I have uploaded a video here – YouTube聽https://youtu.be/_TSJ73sHwho)

The landscape whilst we came into Burfjord was absolutely beautiful, and where Louise lives is even more so. She has a cabin on the side of a hill, which was lovely and cosy and entirely made of wood. It is somewhere I’d love to live myself. After we unpacked, Louise cooked us dinner; some salmon and home-made potato salad. She also cooked one piece of whale, so we could try it. It is somewhere between steak and liver, and is apparently referred to as poor man’s steak. Louise’s friend Frank came over to meet us and he was telling us about setting up his new business adventure with a piece of machinery he has invented, which sounded very exciting. We ended up chatting until late and then slept well in our first proper bed since the hotel in聽Holland.

The next day was lovely weather-wise, but because the following day was set to be even better we decided to stay at Louise’s for an extra day to enable us to sort out Roger鈥檚 sticky front brake problem that had caused his brake fluid to boil over the day before, and progress to Nordkapp the following day, using the better weather. It was so nice to be at Louise’s; we sat out on the terrace in the sun for most of the day until the mosquitos came to find us. We also met another of Louise’s friends, who was passing by at the end of his bike trip around Finnmark.

We left Louise鈥檚 house before breakfast as she was poorly because of some dried fish she鈥檇 eaten at her neighbour鈥檚 house the night before (probably those horrible fish heads again). We wanted to leave her in peace, but we also knew we had a lot of riding to Nordkapp, so we said thank you and get well soon, before getting on our way. It was a hot day, which was ideal for visiting Nordkapp, as if it was wet and misty then we wouldn鈥檛 have been able to see a thing. On the way we met a couple from Italy who were traveling on an Aprilia, which they had just over-fuelled in the petrol station, so it was having a little wee on the petrol station forecourt. They didn鈥檛 speak English and we don鈥檛 speak Italian, but I knew enough Spanish to be able to understand them. It was really fun getting by with different languages and gesticulations. Nordkapp was a very interesting experience when we got there; firstly, it was ridiculously expensive (about 拢26 each) for what is really just a piece of land with a monument on it. It was also very busy, with people from cruise liners being taken up there by coach for a couple of hours, plus all of those that had driven there by car or camper. I spent some time just watching everyone filing off the coach, buying overpriced food in the caf茅, trying of get the usual forced perspective photograph of themselves 鈥榟olding the globe up鈥, and then being whisked away on the coach again, whilst thinking how horrendous people are.

It is a beautiful place though, and it was nice to see the landscape there and how it just ends, with nothing more on the horizon that we can see. After we left Nordkapp we passed a mental milestone as we could head South and hopefully the weather would start to improve. We managed to pass a town called Karasjok and found a suitable picnic area (although it had so many mosquitos!) to camp in. Because of the mosquitos we had to put the tent up wearing full bike gear, and didn鈥檛 get to bed until gone midnight.

After we got off the ferry at Lofoten at 04:00, the first thing we noticed (after waking up properly and sorting my vision out) is the smell. It really, really smells of the sea and fish. The Lofoten islands are small islands connected by bridges, and are basically just fishing communities, with little wooden huts everywhere, and lots and lots of wooden structures used to dry out fish heads and gutted fish bodies. These really smell, as you can imagine.


Fish heads being hung out to dry. Photo is courtesy of Roger, as I didn’t fancy going near these.

The landscape changed here as well, it was now more mountainous and craggy, with a lot narrower and twistier roads. We were both struggling with the cold and damp, so we stopped at petrol stations for hot dogs and coffee at every opportunity. An important thing to note is that here they put cheese inside their hot dog sausages, and then wrap bacon around them. We should learn from this, it is a much better way to have a hot dog.

In the end we ended up riding a 12-hour day to get back on to the mainland, before stopping in a picnic area in Nordkjosbotn, where I called Mum and Dad and then slept for a very long time!

The next day was Friday 24th July, so when I woke up the first thing I did was check the BBC news app to make sure that we were still gonna be in the EU as I can’t see us leavi-OH MY GOD. I must have muttered some kind of expletive aloud as Roger then said “oh you’re bloody joking?!” After much ranting, there was nothing else for it, I stuffed my head back under my sleeping bag and went back to sleep for most of the day and night. Any wake-ups were spent checking BBC news again, to make sure it wasn’t just a sick joke, and then doing some more ranting, and then panicking about the following in no particlar order: wondering what is now gonna happen to our friends from the EU who are living in the UK (Radka, Monica, Barbara etc.), how much our trip would have to be cut short as it is now going to cost us a lot more money thanks to our devalued pound, how are we gonna be able to relocate to Spain or Italy after travelling, and how the hell are Mum and Dad gonna be able to follow us if they decide to, etc.聽Appropriately, it was raining all day anyway, so I had plenty of time for all of this. I’m not going to mention any more on this, as this blog is not supposed to be about politics, and I genuinely don’t want to cause any more rows with the other side (even though my FB news feed had been swamped with multiple posts each day for months, of a similar fashion to being at a Trump rally), suffice to say this has already, and will continue to have an effect on our plans.