Four weeks today we board the "Oscar Wilde" Irish Ferries boat to Cherbourg in France.                For weeks I've been studying maps, looking up web sites, downloading Apps. All the stuff needed for a smooth trip, especially since we're gong to visit countries in eastern Europe.
I've discovered there aren't many camp sites in Bulgaria and Slovenia, wild camping is largely forbidden. Wilding is totally banned in Austria, Switzerland, Liechtenstein, and Hungary. We'll not know how rigid the rules are until we meet fellow travellers en route.

I've forgotten how to do a few things on the blog, so I will retrain myself over the next couple of weeks so that the blog runs smoothly on the road.

Margarets interest is the same now as it was fourteen weeks ago, a bemused smile when she sees me concentrating on how we'll survive ten to twelve weeks on the road with no clear idea off where we're going next.

I'm sort of starting to ponder where next year will take us. I fancy the land of the midnight sun in June and July. Arctic circle and polar bears. Bring it on.
Or possibly Ireland and Scotland!