The question is burning on your lips: how on Earth does Gaëlle find all these weird and wonderful spots to park every night ? Let’s start with the first difficulty. My bus, Gus, is 6,4m long plus the bicycle on the back, and 2,2m wide. So we can’t just stop…

You get a story [Lire en français ici] Is it really an adventure if everything goes according to plan ? You’ll see some really pretty places, eat fabulous food, visit interesting sites and shop the shops. The real stories that make you laugh and cry and hold your breath happen when things don’t go…

Thoughts about October, nomad work and history [Lire en français ici] Well, I guess that’s officially the end of summer then… it’s raining. Properly. And last night the wind was blowing with such serious intent it almost succeeded in taking us with it. I am very delighted that my summer has lasted so far into October. …

Three weeks with Gus the Bus Normal people may drive 1200km in two days, but Gus and I did it in… three weeks. It was such a rush that I didn’t give myself any time to write a blog post until now ! I kid you not. …

(Lire cet article en Français ici) Hire a car in Saint Malo in the middle of high tourist season ? Sorry, every car is booked up. Thank goodness for the gig-industry ! In case of emergency, discover the better way of doing things: car hire companies are so yesterday. I…

(Lire en Français ici) You last caught me cycling the French countryside and exploring my pretty hometown on foot, between occasional sunny skies and drizzle days. One grey Saturday afternoon, my sister decided to get a puppy for her girls, so we all piled into the car and got lost…

(Lire en français ici) First of all, HOT ! Yay, it’s summer here, how wonderful to have escaped winter once again ! Although it was rather confusing at first to figure out what to wear with all the sudden changes of weather. I came off the plane with my winter…

Well there’s an ominous title ! It’s OK, I’m not going to burst into tears and make this a soppy post with lots of “what was I thinking”, “what the hell have I done” and “what am I going to do now”. Only the one time. Because yes, as excited…

Sitting in the dark in a room empty but for the one bed, I am having a strange, misplaced feeling of elation. Misplaced, because right now we’re in the middle of another power cut. There’s at least one every day at the moment, usually scheduled and predictable. This one wasn’t…