It has been raining for 4 days straight. And not like, light drizzle or the occasional shower, like being set upon with a pressure washer. We are wet, cold and if we're being completely honest, a little miserable. Road tripping is fantastic when the sun is shining and you can spend whole evenings lazing in the heat of the afternoon with a few beers, watching the world go by... But when you are stuck in your tin can, unable to even walk to the shops or toilets without getting soaked, the dream looks a lot more distant. I guess this is why motor home holidays have such a bed rep in the UK! Even the beauty of the Coromandel Peninsula can't shine through the miserable grey, and we've been forced to take shelter in motor camps in a variety of locations. Everything is wet and won't dry, there's mud and grass all over the floor and every type of insect, from the 5 house flies currently buzzing around my head to the beetle that decided to drop from the ceiling of the van and land on my shoulder this morning, all try to make their home inside the only thing for a hundred miles that isn't wet. One thing is for sure however, we are still eternally grateful for our camper upgrade as we watch the other poor souls in converted cars huddled over their portable stoves in raincoats, trying to cook dinner under the open boots of their cars. Tragic.
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Hi! We're Alice and Joseph, currently on a year long RTW trip :) Archives
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