Leeds to Cerbere – It’s a Long Way

Hello my dear, dear family and friends. Straight to the most important news of the year………this is our first grandchild. Harry George Long. A beautiful gift from two flowers to a garden. Thanks Donovan.

I love him.

Anyway, I’ve taken to walking with friends and this time I’m off with Gary, who you will find on this blog in January 2018. We’ve tried to walk together every January since then and this time it’s clicked. So at 3.45am this morning the wonderful Carolyne, Gary’s missus, in her pyjamas and dressing gown, amazingly took us to Leeds Bradford and then returned home to bed. What a star!

The early start seemed to be telling on my mate Gary!

KLM early flight to Amsterdam, transferring to Barcelona El Prat (unfortunate name), tube to Barcelona Sants and train up to Cerbere in France, which is riddled with tunnels and plagued by graffiti.

Weird place. It’s post-apocalyptic! A 15 hour journey, followed by a trip to the supermarket and a meal in the room of our Hostal. French bread, tomatoes and country pate. It’s difficult to find the acute accent over the ‘e’ on iPads so please accept it as being there in spirit. (Pretentious moi?).

Tomorrow we are starting our trek down towards Barcelona. Covering around 140 miles of up hill, down dale and stunning seaside. Q. How wonderful is life when you’re elderly? A. As wonderful as you make it!

Night night.