01 Sep Making an RV Home – The Top 5
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17 Aug Pirates and wind on Newfoundland’s West Coast.
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14 Aug Day Two in RV: Exploring Newfoundland’s First National Park
Day two. From the RV Desk of Miss. Melanie Chambers
Terra Nova National Park.
Buckley Cove.
Scenes from the end of my hike starting at the Visitor Centre, but more of that later. This is just a visual teaser.
13 Aug Rving across Newfoundland– the beginning!
From the RV office of Miss.Melanie Chambers. Day one.
The dishes in the back of the RV rattle and clatter. Hold er steady, cap-tn. I'm givin' er all I got! Newfoundland's Trans Canada Highway isn't the smoothest, but it sure is scenic: rock borders the highway -- like a giant flame torch blew a path right through the sucker-- while beyond the rock, it's a green carpet of pine trees.
At the helm of my ship!
07 Aug St.John’s, Newfoundland. Biking Pippy Park
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05 Jul Marrakech-charming snakes
If you sit in a terrace restaurant long enough--right before the sun sets --you can see, and hear, many changes. By day it is souk shop keepers,''for you free visit, free, only for you....where are you from?" It is also strange animals on display--it feels like a circus.
03 Jul Morocco–where to begin?
I was scared about visiting Morocco. As a blond, blue-eyed, solo girl, I heard stories and I naively believed them. In Portugal I met a woman from London, England who said a man wanted to trade her for a George Forman Grill! So far, no grills; no camels. I arrived in Casablanca late at night so I had a driver take me straight to my hotel ($40 if you prearrange). I saw two accidents on the way. Crowds of people standing and watching. One was a motorcycle accident with clothes strewn everywhere. I had to look away. Drivers are insane here. I took a train to Fez the following morning. In the taxi, I'm ready to go, and a guy pops his head into the cab and yells at me: "ou?" As in, where are you going? My cabbie and this dude started screaming at one another; eventually my driver high-tails it out of there. This is Casablanca. Fes--the city of Moroccan artists and gastronomy--was still busy and overwhelming, but charming. Shop keepers are a bit pesky, trying to get you to buy something, but they are harmless. I walked by one guy twice. "What, you don't like me? You don't like my store? Why?" He laughs. Start in the old medina (meaning old walled city); Fes' medina has 14 gates. It is 16 kms around and there are 187 neighbouhoods, each has its own bakery, mosque, hammam (bathhouse), fountain and Koranic school.
01 Jul Monsanto– Most Portuguese of Portugal
Built into a giant rock mountain, Montsanto is called the most Portuguese village of Portugal located southeast of Porto -- about a four hour drive. Tiny streets curl up to a town. I parked the car and walked about 15 minutes through a rock trail--literally it went through giant boulders
that leads to a 12th century castle
30 Jun Geres – Portugal’s only National Park
I meant to stay two days; stayed five. After a train to Braga (hour and half) then a bus (total about 10 euros), that weaved back and forth up and up the mountain--stopping at every...
24 Jun Sao Juan — a fresh start
The week I arrived in Porto, colourful flower arches straddled the streets in preparation for Sao Juan Day. Also the start of summer solstice, on June 23 everyone eats salted barbecued sardines and caldo verde (cabbage and potato soup) followed by pastries.
Hammer-time!
Then, everyone takes to the streets hopping from neighbourhood to neighbourhood, all night, in search of a dance, a drink or chance to bop passerby's on the head with a plastic hammer.