Up the West Coast to Piketberg

The West Coast of South Africa is our favourite place, probably on the planet earth, although I might have to rethink that as we haven’t been everywhere on the planet earth. Yet. I just need a bit more time…

Yes, I know it’s been a while, but what can I say, life got in the way yet again. Let’s hope I’m back to stay! We have just been fortunate enough to spend 6 weeks in South Africa – I have to say sorry to all the friends we didn’t get round to seeing, but even 6 weeks is just tooooooo short!

Well, I‘ve been lucky enough to spend time in Spain, France, England and Germany in the last 2 months. One of the great pleasures with this is not only do I get to spend time with people that I like, but I also get to eat all types of great food.

Now this is what I call a proper bottle holder. None of this „I‘m too posh for my own good“ type of a bottle holder, but a real woman type of a bottle holder. Now my stilettos have a new lease on life ahead of them seeing as I am pretty sure I won‘t be wearing them anymore. Especially not after finishing the bottle!

You’ve met Anja and Micha in many of my posts, but it’s about time you got to know them better as they are awesome friends and travel buddies. Their campervan/home is legendary too – it’s an old banking bus. In the “olden days” (as in 10-20 years ago, sigh), the bus would go to bank-less towns so people could do mobile banking. Who needs internet banking when you could have this?

Isn’t Lucy just the cutest doggy in the window? She may have to take off her headscarf if she wants to go to the beach in Nice…

We met the deevine foursome 3 years ago and are always happy to meet up with them when we return to our much loved Portugal. You met Lio, The Driving Dog, in an earlier post http://www.acookonthefunnyside.com/content/passion-portugal and this time we spent time with Luis, The Dog Chasing Cat.

My wonderful baby sister, Alison, had her birthday a couple of days ago, so I thought I would tell you all about her visit to Europe a year and a half ago. Gulp, it’s taken me that long to tell you about such a lovely experience.

“So Brian, what do you wear under your kilt?” is a question he has heard often. “My sandals, of course” is his standard reply.

After all that relaxing, one needs a little exercise. Or so says my husband. Sigh. I had no idea there were so many mountains in Portugal. Really huge ones. Or so I say.