‘The past is a foreign country: they do things differently there.’ Our past was spent regularly travelling in a campervan around Europe. Now housebound and country-bound in the Coronavirus crisis of 2020, it is an escape to drift away into memories of a grand adventure of discovery. In 2011 we headed out on our first … Continue reading Covid-19: remembering our first trip →
Provence, that glorious sunlit land of meadows, vineyards, goats, gorges, tumbling rivers, potager gardens, hilltop villages, abbeys, lavender fields, cypress trees and wooden-shuttered farmhouses. Meeting up with my mum at Avignon, from her adventurous journey from London on the TGV, we spent a week crisscrossing the Vaucluse, Luberon and Camargue in the south, discovering villages, … Continue reading Provence →
Back in 2011, we set out glamorously from Provence to a midway perch at the charming hillside Templar town of Les Arcs sur Argens, home to a campervan-friendly cooperative of rose wine makers, Cellier des Archers. Established by the Knights, its clutch of stone village houses and church are now renovated and bijou hotels, hostelries … Continue reading A tale of two rivieras →
Our guide across the Italian Riviera towards Rome was the Emperor Augustus, as we followed his famed Via Aurelia east. For four hundred years, this formidably engineered Roman road served as one of the Empire’s principal arteries, over which armoured legions and charioteers marched, and couriers, traders, government officials and commoners rode or trekked. It … Continue reading Cinque Terra →
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