2026 World Trip

Përshëndetje from Tirana - again, Our last four days in Tirana were pretty good. We caught up on some blogging, some TV, some A/C, and some sleep. We also hired a private driver to take us to Kruje Castle, which is on the mountains about 20 minutes north of Tirana. We arrived at Kruje about an hour before sunset and checked out the Old Bazaar. This cobblestoned street was flanked by wooden shops that sold everything from clothes to war memorabilia to musical instruments to ta

Pershendetje from Kosovo, We decided to book a bus trip to see Kosovo, as we know nothing about this (disputed) country apart from that it was bombed mercilessly in the 90s war and everyone in this region has a different opinion on it. So, we rocked up to the bus at 6.30 am, jumped on the A/C minibus with 6 others and headed off. One couple missed the pick-up spot, and we then had to wait 30 minutes for them at a servo up the road while they got a taxi there. Great start. Any

Pershendetje from the Albanian capital, Tirana, The drive to Tirana was pretty cruisy except for the last 6 kms that took 60 minutes due to crazy traffic, crazy heat, and a crazy roundabout. We arrived at a hotel called Julton Events, where we had arranged to leave Delph, while we hid from the heat in an air-conditioned apartment in the city. We met Toni and his wife, and then they drove us the 4 km into town - which took an hour again. Tirana is a city on the up, but the i

Pershendetje from Shkoder, Albania. After we spent the night in Delphi, we had to drive back to Camping Maslina in Buljarica to pick up our rego papers. When we bought Delph, we left England before the rego papers had been sent through and we were told that we couldn’t enter Albania without the originals. Technically, we weren’t allowed to enter Montenegro either, but we promised the customs officer that they were being sent to the caravan park and he let us through. Anyway,

Zdravo from Serbia, We checked out early from Centra Not-Forever, and got the public bus to main bus station (Belgrada Autobus Stanicka - or something similar) for our 7.50 am bus. Only problem was, the bus left at 11.45 am. Oh well, 4 hours to sit, drink coffee, eat burek, and go on our phones. We finally got on the coach as we were having a one-night spoil in a spa-resort called Premier Aqua in a town called Vrdnik, that was famous for mineral-laden, thermal springs. Righti

Zdravo from Belgrade, Because I got home late from watching the World Cup, we slept in the next day. Before we met our guide Anna, outside the front of the beautiful Moscow Hotel at 11 am, for a walking food tour of Belgrade. There were about 10 others from all around the globe on this trip. The day was warm, but not blistering, and we were as keen as Serbian Mustard to go! First of all, we wondered why so many people were gathered in the square outside the hotel. The answer

Day 1 Zdravo from Belgrade, We parked at Zlavo’s Airport Parking Lot - a.k.a. a big dirt lot 5 minutes from the airport in Zlavo’s backyard in Podgorica. Man, it was hot. High 30’s away from the coast. Luckily, wife of Zlavo said: “give electricity to hot people in van.…(to be read in a thick Slav accent) We then had a fan for the night. Ripper. We were up at 5 am and the Zlav, drove us the five minutes to the airport. No worries. 50 minutes in the air, boom, landed at Nikola

Zdravo from Buljarica, We reluctantly left our pitch, drove Delph onto a car ferry across the bay, passed through some beautiful beach towns and ended up in the tiny town of Buljarica. Chattz had recommended Camping Maslina because of shady pitches, good beaches and bike tracks into town. In the words of the Meat “2 out of 3 ain’t bad!” The bike track turned out to be the highway - so no thanks, chatty. The caravan park was pretty epic and was situated in part of a 500-year-

Zdravo from Kostanjika on the Bay of Kotor, Montenegro. After leaving Dubrovnik, we ummed and aahed about where to stay in Montenegro. Years ago we had done a day trip to Kotor, but we were hungover as hell that day, and all I remembered was that the roads were windy and mountainous and that we ate near a marina. We were going to skip it as our first non-Schengen stop, but we watched a few YouTube travel vids and realised that the Bay of Kotor was huge and people compared it

Ciao, my dear readers, from King’s Landing, a.k.a. the Pearl of the Adriatic - Dubrovnik. When planning where to drive and stay next, ChatGPT has been invaluable. “Chatty”, as we’ve come to call him, gives recommendations in seconds rather than us trawling through sites, reviews, and booking websites. As much as I have misgivings about the use of AI, now and into the future, he has been invaluable. (Author’s note: I’m always super kind too, so when a Terminator 2 scenario ha

Zdravo, After weeks of walking, these two old codgers needed a few down days. Plus, it was very bloody hot away from the coast, so we ended up driving Delph to Camping Falkensteiner in the coastal town of Zadar. This was the most expensive place that we’d camped at so far, because the Dalmatian Coast in Croatia is super popular and the start of the high season was a week away. Anyway we got there and the pitches were white gravel with trees growing between them. Our pitch ha

Zdravo from Plitvice Lakes, Croatia. This is a very short post, as there is not much to say. We stayed for a few nights at Camp Korana and went to Plitvice Lakes. This was our third time at Plitto, and we’ve seen it in three different seasons now, and it never fails to amaze. I think that this is the most naturally beautiful place that I’ve ever been to. Jen agreed until she saw Aguazu Falls in South America. That’s about it. We walked around for hours, and Jen-Jens pics do i

Zdravo from Ljubljana, the capital city of Slovenia. A.K.A. The Dragon City! After settling up at Camping Fusina, we hit the road and immediately battled trucks for hours. We remembered that trucks park up in Italy on Sundays, so we’ll do big drive days then from now on. Jen wanted a place to free park for the night, and we decided to park at the marina at the final Italian town before the Slovenian border: Trieste. It cost 5 Euros to park overnight, so we parked up, paid up

Buongiorno Bellas, An easy hour or so from Verona, and we were rolling into Camping Fusina, which is on the mainland but with a direct view of Venice across the water. Coming back to places that you love can be tricky. For example, I can go back to Edinburgh numerous times, and my heart swells every time, old haunts are revisited, and the sound and smell are the same. We were a little cautious about coming back here as Jen rates it in her top five favourite cities on the plan

Ciao Bellas, After getting Delphi back from the mechanics, the oil and STOP lights came on so we went back, but old mate reckoned it was all good. OK… I guess. We decided to free park that night in the Carrefour car park, just in case we needed to go back and see the mechanic again. It turned out that she ran fine, but the warning lights were faulty (or something.) Anyhoo, it rained pretty much all night and we ran out of gas bottle number one - which I had to change in the p

Ciao from Como, Well, the mechanics said it would be a while, and there was a weekend on, so we decided to catch the bus back to Menaggio, and then on to Como. The bus terminus was right near our old caravan park, so we had a fairly good idea about where we were. We bought tix to Como for 4.90 Euros, and jumped on the second bus for the day. The next hour saw the bus winding its way along the Western shore of Lake Como, and for under a fiver, we got to see some of the most be

Buongiorno dall'Italia!! We drove from Leichenstein over the Swiss Alps, through endless tunnels, down numerous switchback turns and arrived in Menaggio in Lake Como. Bella Italia - makes my heart sing. Apart from being in Scotland, Italy feels like home to me. I know a little of the language and can have basic convos with people - mainly based around food, booze and transport -, and I love the scenery and food - of course. We drove to a free car park - Parcheggio de Comunal

Hoi, from Liechtenstein. Anyone been to Lichtenstein or know of anyone who has? Anyone know any facts about Liechenstein?? Nuh, me neither. But, Jen-Jen drove us here, so I’ll do my best to learn about this joint! (Wait, I’m getting deja vu, have I read those words before…) Picture this: You have breakfast at a beautiful caravan park in Colmar, France. You then drive your motorhome into Switzerland and stop for toasties in an Aire (Rest area) You then park up for the night i

Bonjour de Colmar, en France. We left Luxembourg, headed for the town of Colmar in France. Why? Ask the boss!! No, we had heard that Colmar and the surrounding villages were beautifully preserved and being near the German border, they were a unique mix of architectural styles. Before we left the 'Bourg, we had one more stop off; the spa town of Mondorf-Les-Bains. We parked Delph in the massive car park and then went into the resort that is Mondorf Domaine Thermal. Basically,

Hallo, from Luxembourg. Has anyone been to Luxembourg or know of anyone who has? Does anyone know any facts about Luxembourg?? Nuh, me neither. But, Jen-Jen drove us here, so I’ll do my best to learn about this joint! After our biggest drive day yet - over three hours - so we decided to stop somewhere for a break. We decided on the cute little town of Dinant - known as the “Daughter of the Meuse” as it is situated on the Meuse River. We parked Delphi in a timed carpark and w