We've embraced the 'Slow' philosophy as a way of life - what's the hurry?. Taking time to smell the roses (usually on a glass of Viognier) is more our style. Having spent more then 3 years on the road, slow travel has become a way of life. We have revised our plans completely and now focus on quality, not quantity, slowly.
I’ve started swimming as
part of my rehabilitation and have finally graduated to the fast lane. When I
started a few weeks ago I was doing old ladies swimming in the slow lane, which
was a bit Infradig for me. I can do
about 1 kilometre now and it no longer feels as though I have a lump of wood on
the end of my leg.
I’ve had 8 physio sessions,
which have really helped with getting some movement in my ankle. I am walking
mostly unaided albeit with a distinct limp, listing to starboard. I’ve also had the final check up with my
surgeon who is happy with everything – good news.
Last weekend we left Pete
and Kath in peace for a bit and went to stay with Liz and Paul in Stratford
Upon Avon. What a beautiful area, picture postcard villages and quaint pubs,
rolling green fields and babbling brooks. It rained (of course) but we managed
to do quite a few churches - Saxon, Norman, Gothic, Victorian, all with a tale
to tell through their architectural changes.
Chocolate Box Houses
Adorable thatched cottage
One of many churches visited
We are sorting out our new
home gradually. We now have new LPG gas tank for cooking, and solar panels are
being fitted. We have fridge that can hold a reasonable amount of wine bottles.
Bookshelves are going in next week and a new trailer for Mojo will be fitted in
late July. We should be on the road next week.
Peter and Kath are off to
the Alps next week and we have promised to be gone before they get back. Then
again, we feel really at home here (apart from the weather), so maybe we’ll
just change the locks.