Rufus does Europe

Yesterday was a full on driving day as the weather was awful- non stop rain and strong winds.We decided to avoid the north coast due to all the weather warnings there, but by the time we reached Burgos, I think

After a couple of days at Guy’s parents which involved a very big bonfire to get rid of some bamboo and a happy 88th birthday, we moved on this morning towards the Pyrenees. For some reason, we expected the rain

What an awful night’s sleep in such an idyllic setting. The trouble with parking under trees, as we should realise by now, is that even when it stops raining, the water carries on dripping in heavy drops on the roof

This morning our wonderful new leisure battery had completely drained itself. Complicated stuff possibly resulting from a little mouse using the van as an Airbnb whilst it was in storage last year.Anyway, no hot water, no heating and not much

Bit of a driving day today but with the added bonus of sunshine for most of it.Had a really quiet night and woke up about 7 when a tractor went past …suppose it makes a change from church bells.Couldn’t believe

What a grim day to wake up to! The greyest skies and heavy rain despite snow being forecast. Nothing for it but to drive, drive, drive!Headed towards Rouen on the toll free route that goes through all the little villages

Off on another jaunt around France, Spain, Portugal and Morocco. The weather is not looking great anywhere at the moment though.Yesterday, we drove to Lee Valley Campsite and caught the bus and train into the big city to see Jordan

Normally I forget to do this until we’ve been home for a couple of days, but as Guy has already sorted his top photos from the trip, I might as well do it now. Great night’s sleep in La Bouille

The gas ran out last night ..quel désastre! We thought it was boiler trouble at first, so we were actually quite relieved when we realised we just needed a fill up of LPG.This morning we were rudely awakened by the

The idea was to head for Tours when we set off this morning, but somehow, the day disappeared when we stopped for lunch in Richelieu. We’d somehow veered off any main routes just after Poitiers and ended up coming through