I hadn’t set foot in Australia since early 2019. Since then, most of my friends had brought children into the world, my best friend was getting married and I hadn’t seen my “home” Brisbane. It was time. I was ready. Getting There My journey started at 1:50am. After a quick shower, I was surprised to…

Familiar Donkey Territory Feeling buoyed from watching the first grand prix of the year, we took the afternoon to pack. We said our goodbyes to Deb and Cleo gave us a look of utter abandonment through the bedroom window as we drove off. With only an hour of daylight left, we went to our old…

It shouldn’t be all about the van, but it really is… Since coming back from our October trip, we gutted Berta and started from scratch. This time we were building up the interior for real. We’d garnered enough information from our test builds to know what we wanted and so we set to it. Fully…

Next year there will be three Formula 1 races in America, but Austin will always have the title of US Grand Prix. Miami and Vegas aren’t real race tracks, they are events. Austin hosts a world class circuit that produces world class racing. A Wander Down the Strip We’d only parked Berta the day before…

Doug This trip was a necessity. I’d been home a full week with a head injury, not able to do much more than walk Cleo – she was a happy girl because of it. I was grateful for the French Open Tennis and two Grand Prix weekends but I’d had enough couch time to last…

It had been too long between holidays (for us anyway), so as soon as day shift was done, we wanted to venture out. After a sleep-in on Saturday, we opted for a morning of F1 instead. It was the inaugural Miami GP and we couldn’t resist! We managed to fit in all three practice sessions…

Cleo Doesn’t Like Aquaplaning Somehow, we managed to spend the whole day packing and preparing the van. It was our first day under the reign of Max Verstappen as the F1 World Champion. Yesterday, we’d witnessed not only history, but a brilliant end to a season of sport we both love. And, it was raining….

River Forest Haven Our alarm went off at 2:45am. Despite the stupid hour, we were up and showered in a flash, patiently waiting on our quiet street for an Uber to arrive. It was the calm before the storm. We flew out of Oakland on Spirit Airlines, which is the butt of every airline joke…

Pre-Game A whirlwind adventure it was not, but Hawai’i was a dream holiday spent in great company and beautiful weather. We had a few days to “recover” from our vanning during which Dan got into the habit of mixing me pre-holiday Pina Coladas to get me properly in the mood. We were flying out on…