Beaches, Windmills and The Saga of the Toilet

Iggy the Hymer has left the mystical isle of Sicily behind him and is resting up on a black Calabrian beach at Gizzeria Lido.  (N38.9275  E16.216)  Behind us waits the free toll road to whisk us high through the mountains.  Flying on stilt roads and delving like dwarves through tunnel…

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Name That Van

Jay and I are very new to this here motorhome business.  So new in fact that we don’t even have one.  Yet.  We’ve been doing a lot of research on the subject  though.  While our bank account creeps, painfully slowly, towards the necessary purchase price.  And one of the things…

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