Yay, last day of work. I'll get the xmas family obligations out of the way then hit the road. Yes, this year I'm off on a road trip. The first real road trip in at least 14 years. When I say real road trip I mean the no plan, no accommodation bookings style trip. Just me, the dog, the tent and a few beers and my trusty Japanese car. Not like the old days of rust-bucket Holdens overheating through deserted roads. No! Piece-of-cake wee Japanese cars that actually get from A to B.
I'm so excited. The dog doesn't look so keen. It's a 'poofy' (named by every West Coaster I met last weekend break I had) small fluffy number that can't be fed before trips in the car because he'll bring up his lunch on my upholstery.
A friend has booked a wee school in the depths of the West Coast hills for a New Years gathering so I'll start there, spending a couple of days, but after that it's no plans.
Bliss.
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