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Back when I was a kid, me and my brothers would spend hours fighting over who could get the next turn on the Xbox. My mother would go nuts, telling us to play nicely with each other. Take turns, or more likely, go outside. I guess that’s what they did when they were kids. The… Read more
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Waking up at 5am is never a good start. And who books a hostel room just to arrive at 5am? It wasn’t like it was the first time I’d woken up that night either. With this chest infection kicking my lungs around, I was coughing myself awake every couple of hours. So, apologies to the… Read more
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So, if you’ve been keeping up with my rambling, you’ll know I haven’t had the best time since getting to Germany. Battling a chest infection and spending long days in the saddle hasn’t exactly put me in the best mood to be welcomed by a city. And I’m still not really in a good mood.… Read more
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Now, before I go into this, I want to clarify something. I’m sure not all Germans are like this. I know a good few who are amazing people. But come on. This has sucked since I crossed the border. Within ten minutes of passing the tiny sign announcing that I was now in Germany, my… Read more
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Well, that could have gone very wrong Not a good start, really. I didn’t sleep the best last night. It seems that the new in thing with backpackers is coming into shared rooms as late as possible, turning all the lights on and opening the noisiest bags they could find on the market. Still, onwards.… Read more
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First wheels turning Departing the great Princess Seaways was a doddle. A good breakfast first — full English buffet, a massive range of cereal and pastries, and a good handful of Nutella just in case — then everything was packed up and I hit the smoking deck once more. Massive freight ships scattered the horizon… Read more
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I guess alongside the more casual blog, I’m going to have to keep up with some actual reviews of the places and things I do. So, this is what I thought of the mighty sea ferry Princess Seaways. Now, when it comes to ferry trips, I’m somewhat of a virgin. I was told about the… Read more
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Come on then, I’ll tell you how it went. As some of you might know, I’m starting my trip from Amsterdam to Morocco today. Yes, that means cycling a few days and camping a few too. Everything was packed and ready to go, and I had my mum helping with the last few things before… Read more
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Wild camping: Angel Tarn in the Patterdale Valley for those who are following my trip (i want to thank you) youll remember i mentioned a grueling hike up a mountain after ripping up and down the old coach road all day, so the bikes actually came after the idea of hiking up to Angle tarn… Read more
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I have to start with an apology to everyone going for a nice walk up the old coach road between Keswick and Dockray on the 23rd of August. i apologise cos i was the idiot on the black 125cc KTM wizzing up and down all afternoon, my excuse would have to be that despite the… Read more
