Cycling back to civilisation

Whizzing down the hills, green country fields flashed past. A breeze flowed through my hair. My heart rate was returning to normal. I was cycling the route 27 back to Barnstaple from the sleepy beach town Ilfracombe. Knowing what was in store having done the journey in reverse, I left Ocean Backpackers hostel at 8... Continue Reading →

“In my country we go to prison first and then become President. ” ― Nelson Mandela

The day started off in style with a delightful buffet breakfast at Ginja Restaurant overlooking the harbour. We tucked into fruit, yoghurt, granola, a wide range of cured meats, smoked salmon, even endless oysters were an option. Then of course there were plenty of pastries to munch on. We were also allowed bottomless drinks (freshly... Continue Reading →

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