Europe’s oldest inhabited city, Plovdiv has been ruled by many and invaded by many more. Revival Bulgarian houses sit alongside stark soviet concrete buildings. Modern roads follow the alleyways of an old Ottoman bazaar. Europe’s longest pedestrianised street is interrupted only by a cavernous Roman stadium. And it’s also a pretty affordable place to visit, so what better place to take Nicola for her birthday? … Continue reading Plovdiv, Bulgaria
Dinan shouldn’t be confused with Dinard. Although they sound similar, one is a lovely little Breton town near Saint-Malo, while the other is a lovely little Breton town near Saint-Malo. After leaving Perros-Guirec, we passed through the oyster fishing port of Saint-Brieuc, navigating through road closures, cobbled streets and a few one way signs that were almost certainly pointing in the wrong direction, before arriving … Continue reading Dinan, France
Every so often, we carefully pack the MG, I pretend to know what’s going on under the bonnet, declare that it’s ready for a long journey, then we set off to France. This time, it was towards the Côte de Granit Rose on the northern Breton coast. After arriving on the early ferry into Saint-Malo, we fired up the MG and headed towards Perros-Guirec, a … Continue reading Perros-Guirec, France
I lined the MG up with the ramp that led to the ferry and slowed to a stop. It was steep enough that you couldn’t see the top; just a wall of metal ahead of the car. Continue reading Saint-Malo and the Vendée, France
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