Benny and the Hills

Rounding the bend we saw in the distance, the Manhattan skyline, shiny skyscrapers piercing the light cloud cover and a feel of excitement and anticipation as we approached. The nearer we got, the tall tower blocks painted white, neon lights flickering...... white? Hold on, this isn't New York its.... Benidorm! Well, you can't be in… Continue reading Benny and the Hills

Via Verde to Valencia

We really don't have a fascination with anything morbid, honest we don't! Yes we enjoy the Nordic dramas but we do worry that you think we are just scouting around Spain looking for ghost towns, we're not! Sadly, they exist though, especially following the civil war. The road across from Morella to Belchite was as… Continue reading Via Verde to Valencia

The Panhandle to The Stove

In terms of State Parks we’ve been to several for ‘hikes’ as they’re called here, strolls to you and I. We’ve seen so much diversity, more Osprey, Ibis, all kinds of Heron, different varieties of Woodpecker, Mockingbirds, Buzzards and Hawks. Unable to photograph with the phone but cast in the memory. We were also incredibly… Continue reading The Panhandle to The Stove

My Name is Tallulah

Heading away from The Smoky Mountains and Blue Ridge Parkway we headed South West, waterfall hunting, passing some unusual roadside Americana. Rather than breaking ourselves in gently, we arrived at Tallulah Gorge State Park. There are over 1000 State Parks all over the US as well as 61 National Parks. We've always found them to… Continue reading My Name is Tallulah

The Inbetweeners, Tytherington, Dallas

So having returned from the Nordics mid September we thought we should blog before heading off this time. Sitting at The Ranch, in between trips, watching the coming’s and going’s, we set about making a list of what we’ve been up to and it wasn’t that long so this may be a rare short one!… Continue reading The Inbetweeners, Tytherington, Dallas

Daft in Delft, Giddy in Gouda

We don't have anything against Germany but we didn't have enough time to stay longer than an overnight as we were heading towards Hollands Hook. Primarily a autobahn drive we had the pleasure of the "woosh-mobiles" again, more or less flying past us at ridiculous speeds, for company. It got us talking about how we… Continue reading Daft in Delft, Giddy in Gouda