A ride in the rickety van to Bristol.
A walk over Clifton Suspension Bridge, through Deer Park followed by delicious Turkish food at SouKitchen.
Got my period!
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Breakfast crumpet.
Car lolz on the way down to Cornwall.
Car singing.
Hearing Taylor Swift and Sam Smith LOADS on our long drive up to Scotland.
The kids making sex finger actions at us over their garden wall. Their faces when I returned the gesture was hilarious.
Crispin at breakfast. That guy.
Walking Archer Track from our campsite in Elaine Bay. Such incredible views.
Driving up to French Pass. Even more ridiculous views. The water is so blue and the hillsides look fake.
Having a nap in the van in the afternoon. It’s so nice to be able to just lie down wherever you are.
Packing everything into our van ready for tomorrow. It’s so exciting!
Working out how to pump up our tyres.
Doing the sleep meditation podcast together. Shuffling into position and deep breaths.
Driving John’s massive car along the empty straight roads of Western Australia.
Seeing wild, baby emus.
Listening podcasts in the tent.
Seeing a waterfall called Douglas Falls and remembering when our mate slipped over, face first, as we walked to the park. Twice.
Seeing a huge glacier. It was amazing, so big and a bit scary.
Opening the back window of our campervan only to see it fall out. The four of us just stared at each other and laughed and laughed and laughed.
The bra fence.
Screaming as loud as we could into a waterfall in the middle of nowhere.
The stunning lakes with beautiful clear water and barely a breath of wind.
The beautiful bright yellow tree just outside our campervan this morning.
Stopping at Wanaka lake to take photos. It was gorgeous.
Parking at a DOC site in the middle of a valley with clouds drifting around the mountains, a fire pit on our pitch and a short walk through the mossy forest.
Listening to Jake Bugg and thinking about my brother.
The lorry driver that waved at us. And then waving at all the other big campervans and watching them automatically wave back and then look slightly confused.
Walking up a big hill/small mountain to see the 360° of mountains and clouds and lakes. Absolutely amazing.
And a sneaky fourth little thing for today: driving the big campervan and manoeuvering it backwards into a small camp spot.
The sheep sounds that play to you as you arrive in Christchurch airport.
Listening to Fuse ODG. On repeat.
Picking up the campervan. It’s huge!
More beautiful scenery on the drive home.
Winning at the guessing games that I’m usually rubbish at.
Chatting with our housemates when we got back and having a giggle.
The incredible views as we drove up the country. The early morning mist, the peak rising up out of a sea of clouds and the bumpy hills leading back to the sharp mountain ridges. Beautiful.
Seeing a women cut a sandwich in half with an electric meat carver
Ordering everything on the tapas menu bar two things and then ordering more. And then mains. So. Full.
Leaving work early to go on holiday
Playing 20 questions in the car. It always makes us laugh.
The sign saying ‘Bulls, a town like no udder’. Also, who names a town Bulls?
Three little things 