UK to Australia

walking nuremburg

Nuremberg to Prague

Arthur and I waited by the roadside a lot longer than we should have for our buses. We’d almost lost the warmth of the sun by the time they arrived. It was a damn shame to part ways with Arthur. We’d had a good laugh together and it would have been good to have travelled more with him. Maybe one day. Today, however, I was travelling to Nuremberg.

Polly

Port In Portugal

My plan to travel around the northern coast of Spain to reach Ourense didn’t actually seem so practical once I was there. In hindsight, I probably could have hitchhiked quite easily, but I wasn’t so confident about hitchhiking then. So I had to find another route to this distant, isolated farm… I made for Portugal.