How sweet indeed is home when you've been sitting on a motor bike (except when you're sleeping) for three days!
New experience this time - coming down a mountain, crash helmet visor blanketed in snow (thank goodness for heated rear) with snowflakes melting on your knees! Set off on Friday and haven't driven more than 20 minutes and the rain begins- for the duration (12 hour journey with two half hour stops and another 1 hour stop for lunch). We reached an altitude of more than 1500 metres and arrived at the hotel in the middle of a forest after too many kilometers on a dirt track in the dark dodging potholes and the falling rocks that slid down the mountain. Hotel was in the middle of nowhere which I realized when we woke next morning. There was really nothing to do or see so of course Saturday again was spent on the bike (with the usual "refuel us" stops). Visited a Monastery which was closed except for the little church in it's grounds. Not being particularly religious had OH light candles for the children (34 and 32 respectively) and GC. We left the hotel just after 8.30 am and arrived home just after 9pm with all the other traffic returning from the 3 day break - looked like there was a big fat red snake (lights) in front of us as far as the eye could see, 3 lanes chock-ablock and of course (Greece) hard shoulder was lane number 4 for the idiots who thought they shouldn't have to queue and could fly past very one else then cut in. Poured with rain for the better part of the journey. Suggested we cut off before joining the last stretch of motorway and drive over the hills to home - bad idea - howling gales and rain, pitch black, visibility almost nil and more bend than road. Think you all get the picture!
Have to pick up the dogs now and do a shop - new week, new diet for OH so I need to stock up on fresh air me thinks as this is big detox week. Will relax on the Domestic front and try find the calm I lost from our excursion - I truly think I deserve a medal or a Best Wife Award of some sort (I did have the offer of going passenger in someone else's car and refused it so if I suffered then if was probably self inflicted for the most part). Can always tell the GC's that their granny did do the Indiana Jones bit - makes for funny stories at cuddle time.
Hope you all had a nice Easter and that you enjoy the coming week. xxx
Good Morning Monday and Home Sweet Home
New experience this time - coming down a mountain, crash helmet visor blanketed in snow (thank goodness for heated rear) with snowflakes melting on your knees! Set off on Friday and haven't driven more than 20 minutes and the rain begins- for the duration (12 hour journey with two half hour stops and another 1 hour stop for lunch). We reached an altitude of more than 1500 metres and arrived at the hotel in the middle of a forest after too many kilometers on a dirt track in the dark dodging potholes and the falling rocks that slid down the mountain. Hotel was in the middle of nowhere which I realized when we woke next morning. There was really nothing to do or see so of course Saturday again was spent on the bike (with the usual "refuel us" stops). Visited a Monastery which was closed except for the little church in it's grounds. Not being particularly religious had OH light candles for the children (34 and 32 respectively) and GC. We left the hotel just after 8.30 am and arrived home just after 9pm with all the other traffic returning from the 3 day break - looked like there was a big fat red snake (lights) in front of us as far as the eye could see, 3 lanes chock-ablock and of course (Greece) hard shoulder was lane number 4 for the idiots who thought they shouldn't have to queue and could fly past very one else then cut in. Poured with rain for the better part of the journey. Suggested we cut off before joining the last stretch of motorway and drive over the hills to home - bad idea - howling gales and rain, pitch black, visibility almost nil and more bend than road. Think you all get the picture!
Have to pick up the dogs now and do a shop - new week, new diet for OH so I need to stock up on fresh air me thinks as this is big detox week. Will relax on the Domestic front and try find the calm I lost from our excursion - I truly think I deserve a medal or a Best Wife Award of some sort (I did have the offer of going passenger in someone else's car and refused it so if I suffered then if was probably self inflicted for the most part). Can always tell the GC's that their granny did do the Indiana Jones bit - makes for funny stories at cuddle time.
Hope you all had a nice Easter and that you enjoy the coming week. xxx
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