dawesberry adventures my view of the big family adventure.

Now began the honeymoon/journey for Steve and me. And whatever else: music? Dance? Drinking? Exploring? Fighting? Getting along? Selling our van? Sessions? Connecting with friends? First off, was a feed, and we found a beautiful river spot. I listened to the radio as I prepared my first meal in the van. Prior to this we were either in a home, or too many people in the van to really cook. The radio programme featured a NOLA musician who sang a song about The Black Line (or something like that), the oily mark, seen all around New Orleans which marks all the buildings where or the height of the flooding. His interview was good and the song is really special. Can’t remember his name. I was happy to hear it, and seemed strange to go to the other side of the planet to hear some real account of NOLA. Steve took a photo of a big boat. We had a disagreement. I think that that was one of only a few “fights” we’ve had on the whole trip which is coming to a close as I write this, which, if any of you know us in our daily lives, is fantastic!!! I guess if you take away all the stresses of daily living, we get along really well!! Back on the road, we headed for the south coast road and it was already dark when we were trying to match a mark for a caravan park with where were were. We stopped under a light in a village, looking at the map. Here pops a head of a man in my window, keen to help us. “Can I help you find something?!”, ah, we’re looking for a place to park for the night, seems like there is a caravan park somewhere around here, or maybe something along the coast”? He told us that we’d find a beautiful place just up the road on the coast, 5km in the next town. “you won’t be bothered”, he reassured us. And that’s one of the beautiful things about ireland, you won’t be bothered if you pull up anywhere and camp out. We have the campervan, and we can legally and without fear of the repercussions of trespassing, sit down, make camp, and stay for months if we wish. You won’t be bothered. You can see full gypsy (modern) caravan settlements parked for ages along the side of major roads, their laundry strung between streetlights. Terrific! We’ve had so many beautiful nights and mornings in sweet private locations in ireland, love the campervaning in Ireland!!!