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Category Archives: Everything
Day Nineteen: What Goes Up, Must Come Down.
In a thorough juxtaposition to yesterdays relaxing arousal from slumber, today we were roused from our repose entirely too early to be chirpy, by the regimental sounding of the alarm. It didn’t help our moods that this early morning wake … Continue reading
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Day Eighteen: A Fine Day To Do Nothing.
No alarms, nowhere to be and nothing to do all added up to equal a very relaxing, if late start to the day this morning. If not for the gusting wind slamming noisily into the flank of the van, we … Continue reading
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Day Seventeen: Halfway There.
Another early morning wake up call was necessitated this morning by our ongoing travels today. We quickly packed up our belongings, stowing everything securely for transport and bidding a fond farewell to what has been our plot of dirt for … Continue reading
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Day Sixteen: As Seen On TV.
What, with it being our final day in ‘The Alice’ today, we decided to enjoy a leisurely lie in, followed by a heart stopping fry up of bacon and eggs for breakfast. What better way to start the day, even … Continue reading
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Day Fifteen: Outta Luck, Found A Truck, Lost A Buck.
We managed to sleep long enough this morning to miss the frost thankfully, although the thermometer was still showing the current temperature as being in the single digits. Cold enough we thought, to see us donning thick wooly jumpers for … Continue reading
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