In my last post about my visit to Cinque Terre I tantalised my readers with the following words :  “I was on the home stretch of Journey 2.   I had one famous sight to see (i.e. Cinque Terre) then it would be a slow return via Italian countryside to Courcheval, through the Mont Blanc tunnel, … Continue reading


Beautiful beautiful little Verona! The wide Piazza Bra holding the famous 1st Century Roman Arena, where concerts and opera performances are still held in an acoustically perfect amphitheatre.  Cosy Piazza delle Erbe, from the word for herb, where markets have been held for centuries watched over by the tall Lamberti Tower and prettily painted houses … Continue reading


After visiting the historic towns of Turin, Pavia, Cremona, and Mantua and totally filling up my mind’s cultural capacity on grandiose churches, cathedrals, palaces, frescoes and other art, Lake Garda was a complete contrast.  It was time to slow down. I found a cheap little studio which had a fabulous view of the lake from … Continue reading

Journey Two – here I come!

Journey Two starts tomorrow morning – as a dear friend said in her beautiful card that arrived yesterday : “The Migrant Kingfisher is taking flight again!”  This time I am turning right. Don’t laugh. When friends asked me where I was going on my first Journey I told them I was turning left. You know, from … Continue reading


On the coast just to the East of Santiago de Compostela I crossed some dunes on a long wooden boardwalk and found Carnota Beach stretching out lazily in the sun. It was unlike any other beach I had visited and a day there felt like a day spent in Heaven. The curved beach was wide … Continue reading


I am shocked as I drive into the Chenonceau estate in the Loire valley to see numerous coaches and hordes of people there, so turn around and leave. The lady in the tiny tourist office tells me that the château is visited by thousands of people all year round (I read later an estimated 850,000+ which … Continue reading

Serendipity strikes again

The night before I leave Bourges, heading for Chartres – a special destination for me – I look at the map and let fear into my heart.  It is clear that the autoroutes would be quicker and easier.   I would prefer a route nationale but I know I cannot drive for long periods due to … Continue reading