So, believe it or not the cheapest option from Manila to fly to Rio was for me to go back to London. The stopover was one evening, so I had originally planned to stay with some mates near London. Nice and easy. Nope. They had all been called last minute on conferences and needed to stay away (well that is the story they came up with anyway) Pants. I was snookered as Heathrow hotels are an arm and a leg, and to go further away would mean train or bus far...

Blogs are pending..........

Ok, here we go then, mid life crisis part two!Not sure if I am too old for there to be a part three, so I guess this is s*** or bust.Can't say for sure exactly why I am here, or even if I am ready for it, but I am here none the less, so no going back now.Everything else is tomorrows problem from now on.So train to Crowthorne, game of squash with Stocko, few beers in the Prince and then Heathrow next day for my flight to Delhi is the plan.Well not the best of star...

I have returned. what the hell do i do now??????????????????

thought it only fair to point out Cliffy, seeing as he made the Road Trip 2007 an absolute screamer. nearly crashed the Porsche (more than once) broke the law (more than once) went dogging in a car park inAustria refused to take flattering pictures of me cooked the brakes constantly abused me and my husbandry ability you had to be there really, but thanks old chap