When I was researching this trip I discovered that Cรณrdoba is less than an hour away by train. When we talked about taking city breaks to assist with my mental health not taking an utter nose dive on account of the lack of long term travel whilst we saved for sensible grown up things such [...]
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Seville (& Cรณrdoba), Spain, Part 2
You have to book your tickets for the Real Alcรกzar quite far in advance if you want to be fussy about when you want to go and I would highly recommend you go as early as you can unless you're really quite fond of standing in a line of other humans, likely in stifling heat [...]
Seville (& Cรณrdoba), Spain, Part 1
Alright, we're doing it, we're going back to Spain despite the fact last time we went if it could go tits up it very much did go tits up culminating in Tarrant stacking it off a segway in spectacular fashion and shattering her tibial plateau in the process. She's still walking with a stick and [...]
Oslo, Norway
The decision to fuck off to Oslo during The Void, you know, that weird vortex between Christmas and New Year which usually consists entirely of leftovers and cheese, was a spontaneous one. I was chatting to a friend who lives in Oslo and she mentioned how her upcoming trip to London would be more expensive [...]
Mallorca – The Major Fuckery
Thursday As we wandered through Cala Millor on Tuesday evening in search of cheap piss and food, we saw a shop advertising segway tours. We asked about it and it turned out they went to Punta de n'Amer, a little sort of nature area jutting out into the sea not far from where we were [...]
Mallorca – The Good Bits
Tuesday There are probably a metric fuck tonne of show caves in Mallorca so it'd be rude not to put at least one of them into our eyeholes. We're both a sucker for a cave and it doesn't seem to matter how many we gawp at over the years, we still seek out more. There [...]
Mallorca – The Minor Fuckery
Oh, journey to Mallorca, shall we count the ways in which you can fuck right off? Trespassers on the line meant trains were severely delayed or just outright cancelled. Last time this happened we were trying to get from Brighton to London to see a comedy show and all trains just terminated at Gatwick. We [...]
Day 95 – Adlington to Edale
That ยฃ77.99 we spent to stay in the Travelodge was probably the best ยฃ77.99 we've ever spent. We both slept so well and we didn't have to subsequently drive for over an hour to the trailhead. In fact we decided not to drive to the end and catch a train to the start like we [...]
Day 94b – Knutsford to Adlington
Well today very nearly didn't happen and not even because of Tarrant's various injuries. She's actually been seeing a private physio recently because as lovely as the NHS guy was, and as grateful as she was to be seen by someone this side of the apocalypse, all he did was tell her she probably had [...]
Day 94a – Plumley to Knutsford
We were meant to walk from Plumley to Adlington today but it was always touch and go as to whether Tarrant was going to be able to do it, but she's a brave little soldier and decided to give it a go. What's the worst that could happen? Aside from, y'know, permanent maiming. She was [...]