I’d love to say we woke up bright and early for our firsy day in Pamplona – but that would be a big, fat lie. It was something more along he lines of… We woke up… eventually, with rather stuffy Brandy heads from all our hours in bars the day...
On Saturday the 29th of April we woke up to the sounds of mountain birds singing in the trees beside Iggy. Yesterday’s long, tiring day on the road had been evaporated in our wander around Beassain last night and we were eager to get back on the road again. Our...
Day six of our first tour away in Iggy, and it was time for a change of country. After five whirlwind days in France we were heading for the border into Spain. Our daughter and her family were getting on the plane to Faro today, and we had five days to drive done...
Thursday 27th April and the sound of a very enthusiastic bird roused me from the wall of trees around Iggy’s motorhome bay at Niort Aire. I lay still for a few minutes, eyes closed, lips smiling and just listened to the little guy singing up the morning for all she...
Wednesday 26th April 2017, and Jay and I woke up very early, in our gorgeous spot by the river Loire in Iggy the Hymer. The traffic on the adjacent road was a bit too busy for long lies. But, more than anything, it was the sheer happiness of being alive that had us...
