Big bus man
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Travelling is a Hobby of mine, if I am not sitting at home drinking my Baileys I will often jump in my car who I call Bess, I know it’s a silly name, Bess, A Carr! so heading to my mum’s to leave the cat I walk in the door and say Hymer and tell her I am off to Adria climate, yes off to see my Elddis son who lives in Rome, a home on the outskirts of the city, easy to spot just stand at the Colosseum and using a Compass head north along the Auto Trail to the big white house with a Ferrari in the drive, he is a bit of a Karman, anyway I always greet him in Italian, Chau sson I say, he is a good looking guy though we always joke about his nose being like Condorde, my Grandson stays with him but he was out on his skates, he is very good and part of the national Rollerteam. My son is a Pilote by trade and he has some very funny stories to tell about his travels, we laughed so much that evening the wife was Burstner self so much she had to go to the loo!
That night was to be a Lunar eclipse so we headed for a Reimo spot on the hills to view the spectacle. Looking back on it having taken my car for a change it was one of the few occasions we never thought about Motorhomes
That night was to be a Lunar eclipse so we headed for a Reimo spot on the hills to view the spectacle. Looking back on it having taken my car for a change it was one of the few occasions we never thought about Motorhomes