Friday, 24 March 2017 to Thursday, 30 March 2017
Rain was forecast for Friday and it was spot-on… we just can’t seem to shake the rain from our lives. For most of the day there was no break in the gently falling wetness so we stayed indoors, trying to get into a working rather than a relaxing mood. Now that we felt 100% settled in Séte it came easier, but it was still a battle of wills, a battle between my will and my mind’s will. Continue reading
Monthly Archives: March 2017
I had zipped up my boots and was finally back to my roots… and settled in Séte
Friday, 17 March 2017 to Thursday, 23 March 2017
The clock ticked… ticked… ticked… oh so slowly… past midnight, it was Friday morning and we were still camped out in the departures hall at the Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris. After trying different positions on different chairs in different areas of the airport we found an area with reasonably soft chairs. We soon enough however found out that these chairs were built to sit on, definitely not Continue reading
Spending time with friends in Montenegro only adds to its charm
Friday, 10 March 2017 to Thursday, 16 March 2017
Today the wind was at it again and we were mostly inside all day. I say we but I actually mean me. Adri, brave soul that she is, went shopping through howls of laughter from the wind as she stepped outside. She was on her way for a spot of window shopping while I was supposed to get a spot of work done… it did not go well; I continuously got sidetracked by reading and relaxing… and then some. Continue reading
Having a beer in a bar in Bar
After deciding yesterday to cancel our aspirations of going to Herceg Novi we slept late, in essence wasting one of our few blue-sky days. After a late breakfast Adri went to town and I was hoping she would not do the same with the shopping. We agreed to meet up at the marina, just outside the old town at 16:30. At 16:15 I took a brisk walk down to the marina arriving a few minutes late. We sat on a bench watching life go by and perving at the mega luxury yachts moored Continue reading
Sveti Stefan is much more agreeable than its name sounds and suggests
Friday, 24 February 2017 to Thursday, 2 March 2017
For breakfast Adri bought us one of those rolled up mushy turd-looking beef bureks which was great notwithstanding its appearance. The supposed chocolate pastry was not great; it was more like a bread roll with a tiny sliver of chocolate playing hide and seek amongst its innards. Not very appetizing, next time we’ll leave this model to finish its process of decay in the bakery’s display cabinet. Continue reading