We landed in Melbourne at 5:15pm and thanks to some brilliant travel agent’s work, Dad arrived half an hour later at the gate next door. Hello Daddy! Wearing his token traveling shirt with the breast pocket for easy phone storage, he was easy to spot and we were quick to hug. We caught the train…
Hubby Comes Home
We’d enjoyed a few days in Phoenix to catch our breath, unpack, wash Berta and park her up safely, then pack again. We swapped the wheels for suitcases and began our journey to my homeland early in the morning. Deb took us to the airport and Cleo seemed to be looking forward to a long…
Star Trip
It had been six long weeks since Dan’s knee surgery. We’d travelled to Denver for the quick procedure which should have seen him walk out of the operating room. Instead of cutting out a misplaced torn piece of his meniscus, they had to do a full repair and so the orders were no weight bearing…
The Arizona Trail
Day Zero – Sunday – Nervous Failure? 3.57 mi | 2:01 hrs | +1037 ft | -307 ft Nothing else left but to drive out there and do it. I’d done some fully loaded riding the week before, completely finished packing the trailer yesterday and Emmi’s ballet had been well worth sticking around for. Now…
Colorado Summer
Holiday End Now, I could let out a sigh of relief. Not because I’d finally gotten rid of my parents, I was sad that our time had come to an end, but because I had absolutely nowhere to be and nothing to organize for the next month. I spoke to Kev as I drove away…
Pikes Peak Tour
Bye Friends I was up early to get back to work and after whacking the keys a little, Dad was up and got straight into readying the van. Both Katy and I had meetings at 9:30am so it meant our brunch at Roy’s was a late one. We got there just before the breakfast menu…
Car Week with my Dad
Sunday at the Corkscrew Dad and I were exhausted from all the driving so we had a lie in. We slept in separate beds in JoJoe’s room and thankfully neither of us had any separation anxiety through the night. I was woken up by Levi crawling into my bed to tell me about his sleep….
Speed Week
During a precious few days of home time, I enjoyed sitting still and took my time remembering how to do my job. Deb and I spent a lot of our days together, trying our best to come down gently from our European holiday. It was weird being at the Phoenix base without Cleo in the…
Days at the Spa
For the first time in three weeks, I wasn’t tour guide – that was Dad’s job. Having landed in Brussels the day before, he’d had a whole morning to familiarize himself with the half-mile radius surrounding Central Station. In that time, he’d memorized exactly the route to take from the train station to his hotel…
The Pursuit
Our last day in Barcelona was our easiest yet. We checked out at 11am and had our bags with us so weren’t trying to hit one last Gaudi house or tourist attraction. We stopped in at a restaurant at the marina for a coffee, killing time in outrageous fashion, then moved on down to the…