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A Dream Guesthouse

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It has taken me a few days to get back to my blog as we had to travel down to Thessaloniki and then settle into our holiday apartment (I even manage to colour bleed all of Emma’s summer bedding, grrrr!). Anyway, here is a sneak peek of our local beach and the views we get of Thessaloniki, a city with which I have had a long love story, which started when I was 14. But this is another story, for another time… As promised, I return with a review of our wonderful bed and breakfast in the mountains. Just thinking of our stay in the Vogiatzopoulou Guesthouse in Agios Georgios on Mount Pilio and I get relaxed! ( I have added the Booking.com link because the reviews the place gets there are accurate and reflect the high standards and quality of the service offered. But please don’t hesitate to contact Vasia, the young owner, directly, she speaks English and will offer you an excellent deal!) What did we like about this place so much? First …

Our French holiday

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We spent Emma’s half term break in Greece seeing Alex’s family but Emma was sick the whole time we were there so  it is fair to say that that “holiday” was filed under “disastrous.” My brother and his family have been living in France for the past two years and we had visited last year and had a great time. We had been toying with the idea of visiting them again but the flights were expensive so we had sort of parked that idea… Until one Sunday, a couple of weeks before Easter, when we just decided to have a last look. To our surprise, the flights were much cheaper, as we were looking to travel AFTER Easter and the train from Paris to Limoges, close to where my brother lives, almost the same price as a trip within Paris! We decided to book on a spur of a moment thing, as the whole trip, flights and all, were coming up at less than £350 for the three of us! We visited with them last …

The half-term holiday…that wasn’t!

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If you follow us on Instagram or read our posts regularly here, you know how excited we were about our half-term break and a trip to Greece to see relatives. But things have a way of not happening as we expect them to and last Saturday, the day before we were supposed to travel, Emma started running a fever. We took her to Dalriada and explained the situation but the doctor on call reassured us it was only a viral thing and it would probably pass within a few days. Last Sunday was a total nightmare in my books. We travelled from 11 a.m till 11 p.m., 12 hours straight; a lot of driving, changing two flights and getting lost in Athens upon arrival. All with a feverish child who needed carried and pumped with Paracetamol and Ibuprofen every two hours or so. She was very good and never complained but rest eluded us as the same scenario continued at night. I had to be up every two hours, checking her, offering drinks and fever …

Travels: Our Life Journey

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Travelling has been part of our life story from day one. As we matured and grew as a family, travelling grew beyond being simply a means to a destination and became an immense source of excitement and enjoyment. Grab a hot drink and draw closer and I will tell you the story, as it has unfolded. We had our first conversation (in English and Greek), with Alex from an overpriced internet cafe in Villars, Switzerland, our matchmaker (this is a story for another blog post, lol!) from Athens, Greece and myself from Iasi, Romania. I should have seen it as an omen, a good omen, a sign that the relationship that was budding will be one of journeys, of crossroads, of amalgamation and of discovery. Before we got engaged later that year, we had managed to travel thousands of miles between the two of us and met in three different countries in as many months. Our wedding took place in Romania, bringing together two families that could only communicate with each other in sign language …

#Glorious Adventures: Dreaming of Mumbai

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If I could squeeze my human self into a bouncy molecule transcending time and space I would embark onto a trip to the ends of the earth. We dreamt so many times with Alex of travelling to India so Mumbai would be a good place to start. Mumbai is huge and its population vast, over 18 million souls, but I would fit perfectly in travelling as a speck of dust. I would not want to do sightseeing, in the touristy sense of the word, although I am sure the views would be spectacular… A speck of dust has other dreams… I would love, instead of hastily overloading my senses with almost palpable but somewhat artificial beauty, to just be… I would love to be the dirt that rests for a while on, old, well-travelled shoes. Listen to their stories;  bask in the richness of experience they carry of places visited… I would love to be the tear that stains imperceptibly the cheek of the old, sweet lady who guards the even older temple. The emotional …