The dust kicks up, obscuring my view for a second. Who won? Does the cheetah have a good tasty gazelle meal tonight, or does the gazelle live to tell the tale?

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I love travelling. I love discovering new places. What I do not like is a 9 and a half hour overnight flight, when I am biologically unable to sleep on aeroplanes, cramped into a middle aisle seat and unable to…

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  Another church bell alarm call – and I awake in a panic – someone has cut off my legs in the night! I can’t feel them at all! And when I step out of bed, I almost fall to…

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Walking the length and breadth of Paris…

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Despite being our nearest European capital city, neither of us have ever visited Paris before, so this becomes our destination of choice for Mr Fletche’s birthday trip.

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Somewhere in between our trips to Edinburgh in 2010 and Paris in 2011, two things changed in the Fletcher household.  Firstly, I tentatively took my first module towards my Open University Psychology degree.  I hadn’t studied in getting on for…

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After a chilly night (still not quite got that thermostat right…), we wake to see…. Oh, it’s not that bad actually. I expected snow up to our knees, and Eskimos building igloos in the square, but the sun is shining,…

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In 2008, when planning a wonderful wedding at the winter end of November, Mr Fletche and I never once gave thought to how we would celebrate our subsequent anniversary celebrations. And more importantly, with Christmas budgets looming, that it would…

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Our final full day in the US… and the final leg of our journey. We pack the Fletchemobile once more and set off at 9:30am after grabbing a light breakfast from the hotel office. We decide to fill up at…

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The alarm tolls at 8am – a veritable lie-in this morning – and after grabbing a quick pastry for breakfast, we’re all checked out and ready to leave Monterey behind. As we return to Route 1, it is clear how…

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