A Life Of Travel

The San Sebastián Tapas Challenge

What is your earliest memory? Mine is a Pie and Mash shop. A proper old fashioned East End one, with tiled walls, communal tables, wooden benches and big plastic bottles of vinegar, with or without chilli. Steam rising from vats of lumpy mash and the smell of slightly...

Walking Back to Happiness

I am done. I am wet and cold and thoroughly pissed off. It is day 6 and we have now realised we have another 5km to walk, and I don’t want to. More than that, I refuse to. I’ll sit here all night if I have to, that’s how angry I am. You see, we have already walked...