The last time I posted, we were in Puerta Viejo on the southern Caribbean coast of Costa Rica with all its steamy lushness and its tropical air, dense with humidity. We had brainfog…

We left home in the dead early hours of Thursday, Sept 29 – at about 4 am. The first leg of our journey to Costa Rica was a lift into Waterford (Thanks, Aonghus👏)…

Just like the swallows and other migratory birds, it’s time for us to fly away. After a great summer at home (lots of sunshine, a minor knee op, campervan trips (in a borrowed…

On the August Bank holiday, Spuds. (the campervan that we had borrowed to tour Mayo) was still parked outside our house waiting to be collected. It seemed such a waste not to use…

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to travel in a campervan? Although we have been long-time campers of the ‘pitch a tent’ variety, we had never toured in a campervan…

A day on the Saltees - a 'Good for the Soul' kind of day

On a grey, drizzly July morning last year, Caoimhín and I drove towards Maynooth. We were on our way to cycle the Royal Canal Greenway, which had opened a few months before in…

Leaving Ireland on February 2 2022, we had no fixed plans except a vague notion of island hopping around the Canaries for a few months. The Canaries were very much a second, compromise…

It was one of those stunningly blue mornings with blue sea and blue sky. We waited for the ferry in Ozsola (pronounced Ursula) in Northern Lanzarote with the sun warming our backs and…

We were on the final leg of our three month ‘island hop’ around the Canaries Thirty minutes on the ferry brought us from Corralejo in Fuerteventura to Playa Blanca in Lanzarote, our seventh…