Iggy the Hymer is waking up for his third day in Eden Parking in Sicily. The towering, snow-capped, ever present might of Mount Etna rises, crisp, into the sky outside Iggy’s windshield. The sun has just poked it’s head over the horizon and it’s looking like it’s going to be a…
Iggy the Hymer has finally left Pompeii and is once more sitting, nose to surf, with the shores of the Mediterranean. We set off this morning, planning on doing a mad five hour drive straight to Villa San Giovanni, for the ferry to Messina in Sicily. The great thing about…
Iggy the Hymer has found himself a new castle to sit beside. An Italian castle this time. Fifty metres from the beach in the small resort of Santa Severa. A scant 50 kilometres north west of Rome, and just 8 Euros return on the handy local train. Iggy the Hymer…
Iggy the Hymer is still watching the surf from his beachside spot in San Remo. When we first pulled up here on Thursday afternoon it was a quiet spot with only four other vans. We’d often been alone on our trip down through Europe so Iggy was happy to have…
Iggy the Hymer is gazing out across the surf to the lights of San Remo in Italy. I’ve been woken by the van rocking in the wind. Immediately my mind is full of this blog. I left you all back in Vienne as we stumbled, tired and quite a little dejected,…
