If you’ve never experienced a long caravan trip, be prepared to be changed. You will never again be the same. If you are fortunate enough to have more than one adventure you will suffer mild post trip depression on returning home. A feeling that see saws between enjoyment of being back home and longing for the stimulation and simplicity of life on the road. If you are an urban person you will be shocked to see the extravagance and pretention of city life through your ‘new’ eyes. Not to mention the traffic; where the hell have they all come from? … Continue reading Prepare to be Changed

Some grey nomads choose to sell the house and hit the road for as long as their old bodies will hold out. Others like ourselves choose to have a little bolt hole somewhere to call home and return to from time to time. Somewhere with no lawns to mow and small easily maintained gardens. For those like us in the southern states the summer time is certainly the best time to be enjoyed close to home. When we’re I find that by the three month mark home starts to call. My brain begins to suffer from sightseeing overload. Please! No … Continue reading How Long is Too Long to Be Away?

During a trip countdown – I find that I have lists everywhere. An ongoing spreadsheet on the computer and handwritten lists around the house. Ticking off washing, ironing, shopping, loading the van, cleaning the house. If the trip entails a few days of long drives at the outset to get us to warmer weather then I may cook a larger meal and freeze half for the van so that we’ve got a warming bowl of soup, spaghetti or curry after a long drive. I’ve also found that freezing half a cake (sliced) will stop us from pigging out when it … Continue reading Packing for the road

To live comfortably in a caravan everything must have a place but many things have two places. The wash basket lives in the shower except of course when we are showering then it moves in front of the fridge, it travels in the bathroom. The fruit bowl travels on the floor between the settee seats but lives on the bathroom floor when we are camped to give us more bench space. My ukulele goes under the bed when the chairs are outside but travels on the floor beside the bed. Is that confusing? Well try taking a shower! Continue reading Don’t step in the fruit bowl!