What to take out of the van? What to leave in? Difficult decision, because first, we have the long drive back from Santander, through France, to Liverpool for Christmas with the family, then the ever so slightly longer drive down to Morocco to avoid the winter 🙂 As usual, our journey through France will include […]
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For seventeen years we’ve lived in Spain. That’s seventeen years exploring all seventeen regions. We’ve visited the most beautiful villages and enjoyed the amazing cuisine that each area has to offer. I must have eaten thousands of meals and tasted hundreds of different wines. One morning, I thought, why not put all this knowledge in […]
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Last night I was sat there watching a movie on Netflix and stuffing my face with ham and cheese, as usual, when the memories came flooding back of our visit last winter to Villanueva el Duque, a small Andalusian town that has around 1,500 inhabitants and is located in the north of the province of […]
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Like most people, the last couple of years hasn’t been the best for me. In fact, I can probably say in all honesty that they have been the worst two years of my life. But things are changing. I can feel it. I’ve been able to see my family, people are smiling again and taking […]
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With Morocco still being closed and off-limits for this winter, we decided to head south with our best mates, Pip & Karen. After surviving the freezing cold of the first 800km in France then the blistering heat of Mérida (29° mid-February), we finally reached Benalmádena on the Costa del Sol. To be honest, the beach […]
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What are the two biggest challenges humanity faces? Which beaches can we walk the dog on without getting a nasty fine and how can we watch UK TV when in Spain! Don’t worry. I have the answer to both of these problems! Just click on the map or link below to be taken to an […]
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Christmas is nearly upon us. Normally, around this time, myself, the missus and our rescue dog Gordi Baba, would be heading south through Spain to catch the ferry to Morocco. The van would be swaying under the strain of two hundred litres of hidden, red wine and we’d be singing our heads off to Kiss […]
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