Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.
Cesare Pavese
Colouring In
How many new French Departments could we visit in one day, without being totally silly about it ?
Valmondois
Can we finish the big series today ?
Jouy-le-Comte
Yet another new record for finds in a single day.
Hérouville
A walk of slightly unwelcome length after some early morning running exertions.
A Day Off in Paris
A day in the French capital whilst taking a bit of a break from a very, very busy week of geocaching.
Livilliers
A long walk on a cool but sunny day near the French capital.
Frouville
The beginning of a busy week near Paris
Val D’Oise Madness
Several days of mad caching just to the north of Paris
Tokyo Tourism Two
Some pleasant walking through Tokyo, albeit at reduced speed.
Tokyo Marathon
A long run for Kas and a long walk for me.
Tokyo Tourism
Looking down from the heavens, and then looking up to them.
Big Sight, Big Site
The Longest Day, but without John Wayne.
Sagrada Familia
Today was the day for going home. We got side-tracked on the way to the airport though.
Packetty-Pack
Today was a day of preparing ourselves for the inevitable end of the holiday.
Tibidabo
A big church on a hill, with a fairly underwhelming theme park beneath it.
Splashy Splashy
A wet day, but in an enjoyable way.
Mucho de Nada
Every holiday has a day like this. The one where we don't do anything.
Ropey
This was our mid point, and the girls celebrated by climbing some trees.
Not the Full Gaudi
We were supposed to be going to Barcelona to see at some of Antoni Gaudí's more obvious contributions.
Santa Cristina
Time for a bit of caching while the girls had a lazy day.