Moustiers-Sainte-Marie; the Notre Dame chapel is above the village, beneath the rock spire
The Gorges du Verdon is the most wonderful part of France that you’ve never heard of.
At least Mark and I hadn’t. I can’t understand why; what, with it being the world’s second largest canyon next to the Grand Canyon. Mark has seen the Grand Canyon, so could offer a comparison,
“The Grand Canyon is so big that it’s almost impossible to take in. It’s impressive, because it’s huge and spectacular, but Verdon is truly beautiful.”
Continue reading “A Week in Provence – Moustiers-Sainte-Marie & SUP in the Gorges du Verdon”
Our quiet, relaxing morning walks around the village have taken on a different atmosphere…
Prior to joining Mark on 4am starts, I loved to begin my working day in bed with a cup of tea and a book. It felt like a stolen moment; half an hour of ‘me’ time to collect myself before I had to face the daily scramble of dashing around the country to earn a living, variously selling blood banks, laser particle counters and high performance liquid chromatography systems.
Since we gave up work, morning is one of our favourite times. Having left behind the world of targets, deadlines and stress, it feels so luxurious to wake up naturally and ease ourselves into the day without rushing.
Continue reading “Lockdown Life – Who Stole My Morning Routine?”
Our pitch on the Krka River at Kamp Otočec
All we had to do was to take down the awning, but it took us a while to get on the road from Kamp Tura. Everyone seemed to stop and chat, not that we were complaining. It’s all part of the experience. Continue reading “Otočec; Camping & Castles on the River Krka, Slovenia”
A Lipizzaner mare and her foal greet us on the drive into the stud at Lipica
My first love, before Freddie Mercury; even before Mr Spock
; before pretty much anything else that I can remember other than my family – was horses.
For me, today was going to be the fulfilment of a dream. Mark had considered it as a surprise for my 40
th Birthday, but it was closed. Last year, we had been forced to bail out of a planned trip due to violent thunderstorms. Third time lucky, we were going to visit the famous stud at Lipica (Lipizza in Italian) where they breed the iconic, white Lipizzaner dressage horses that are used by the Spanish Riding School in Vienna. Continue reading “Dobrodošli Dogs: Waggy Tails & White Horses – A Trip to the Famous Lipizzaner Stud Farm at Lipica, Slovenia”