It’s fair to say that I have a lot of writing to catch up on. Somewhere in the region of 10 months worth if I’m honest.
Since I last put finger to keyboard I’ve travelled pretty extensively and other than the odd photo or video I’ve not mentioned it at all on here.
2017 has been a crazy year of travel. Concerns about employment contracts and the like prevented me from doing anything for the best part of three years and having that all sorted meant that I approached 2017 in much the same way that an excited puppy approaches its food.
I ended last year with a fantastic trip to Amsterdam in the lead up to Christmas. I tend to have a rule not to go back to the same place if I can help it, but I had such a good time that I’ll be heading back there this Christmas week in the hope of a repeat.
In January I went for an unexpected weekend in Geneva. Dara O’Brien was performing and Glenn, knowing that I’m a huge fan, asked if I wanted to visit for the weekend and see the show. The answer was of course yes.
February lead to a bit of winter sun as I visited Portugal for the first time with a trip to Faro for my birthday. Testing over the last couple of years has shown that I’m really impacted by lack of sun in the winter and so this one was planned on Doctors orders. Faro is a lovely little town and I had a lot of fun seeing it and the surrounding areas. Rekindling a passion for taking photos is something that I actually did write about this year and a very large part of that was down to that particular trip.
Another quasi-spontaneous trip to Geneva happened over Easter. A space opened up at work which allowed me to take advantage of the public holidays. The original plan was to spend a couple of days at Glenn’s but that very quickly morphed into a road trip that led us through parts of France neighbouring Lake Geneva through the Alps and the Mon Blanc Tunnel into Italy as far as Genoa and then returning back into Switzerland via Milan and the Swiss Alps taking the long way around Lake Geneva. The changing landscape was beautiful and the mountains simply took my breath away,
Things quieted down for a few months before really picking up again in August. A trip to Bristol to stay with Emma and Tim had been on the cards for a while, but we finally sorted it out in time to see the Balloon Fiesta. That was majorly impacted by the weather but I still had a great time catching up and checking out Bristol.
A two day weekend in London followed later in the month as I went to see Spurs v Juventus and Jerry Sadowitz at the Leicester Square Theatre. That was a bit whistle-stop as I would be back in London very shortly as part of my ‘big trip’ for the year and something that I was very, very excited for.
But that will have to wait for another entry once I’ve edited some photos to go along with it.