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Flatness… finally!

Flatness… finally!

Debrecen and Hortobagy National Park We’ve moved on to the far east. The far east of Hungary, that is, close to the Romanian border. We are staying in a campsite in the middle of nowhere, yet we are only about 10 km from Debrecen, the second largest city in the country. The Oldies first set out to explore along the border, popping in and out of Romania as they went. Well, inasmuch as queuing up and having your passports and…

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Stranded in Slovenia

Stranded in Slovenia

Sunday night, EURO 2016 final, France-Portugal, and Her Ladyship is having hot flushes with the excitement – in spite of the fact that we’re watching the match on HRT2. Monday was a lazy day – I think the Oldies needed to recover from the overdose of soccer – but the next day there was a flurry of activity. Much as I’d like to believe otherwise, there’s no doubt now that we are preparing to move on, blast it! My owners are indeed…

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Camp sights

Camp sights

This is frustrating! The local gull gals are doing their best to chat me up, but I can’t get to grips with their Croatian accent. You’d swear there was a tax on vowels down here. Nice looking chicks though, and they seem to be quite taken with me. Apart from my dashing good looks, I think that part of the attraction must be the sexy French accent I acquired during all those years in the Dordogne. I’ve just had a…

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Watching the EURO 2016 in Vrsar

Watching the EURO 2016 in Vrsar

I wore my Ireland scarf, screeched my head off, all to no avail. Poor Ireland went out in the end, but my little gull chest swelled with pride. They did a great job. Well done, you boys in green! It’s been interesting watching the matches down here in Croatia. Ah, poor Croatia. My heart went out to them. They really gave it their all. The locals were very subdued after their defeat. Even the gull population seemed a little quieter…

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That listless feeling…

That listless feeling…

Right, my suspicions have been confirmed. I am travelling with a right pair of eejits. Especially Her Ladyship, list maker extraordinaire. She’s been talking about this trip for well over a year (if memory serves, it was her idea in the first place), she’s been shopping and packing and making lists for months. During their six-day outing in the caravan in May she must have spent at least three of those six days making lists of all the things they’d…

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