Our final stop before heading to Ireland was Wendover; an authentic, rural, English village. There we would pet-sit for Looby, Maddie, Tom & Jerry for about a week while getting a taste of local life. The pets were all pretty much angels. Maddie was described as “soft as butter” and it could not have been
We had just two days before our next housesit and I really wanted to go to London. In a perfect world I wanted to go to London, stay somewhere posh, go to a show in the West End and have tea somewhere schmancy. Dare to dream. Heck, how did we end up on this trip
We left sunny Bali only to land at soggy London Heathrow. For a second my mind screamed “What the heck were you thinking???“, but as we headed out on the motorway to Wales, let me just say it didn’t take any time at all to know we had landed somewhere special. Cardiff, Wales was to
Welcome to London. East London, to be exact. A bit of a rougher area of town with a looong working class history. The streets are often a bit run down, but quite vibrant and alive. Alive and covered with art! That’s right: another big city exploration led to another chance to experience absolutely incredible street