A Marathon At Midnight

“You know what J, I might have a glass of wine with dinner tonight.” “You go for it my dear.” He replied “I certainly wi… oh no, wait.” “What?” “We’ve got to run a marathon after dinner.” “Oh Yes, we have.” he smiled. It was an easy thing to forget. 48 hours...

So Long, Canada

As the sun sets on a 3 month journey across Canada, I’m just a little bit gutted to be going home. Usually I come to the end of an adventure and am clinging on for dear life – the longing for home having firmly overtaken the longing for the road. But when the...