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So early start this am, up at 7, shower at the superb Blake Ranch, breakfast and then the unhook process, turning the tap to release the “black” toilet waste and it was quite clear by the sound and the volumes … Continue reading
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Here in deepest darkest Kingman Arizona, the search continues for the highly illusive Duvet Monster. Last spotted curled up in a ball wrapped in a sleeping bag and snoring loudly. I am told that she slept soundly and turn that … Continue reading
So this is the 28 foot behemoth we collected today from Cruise America in Vegas. Well it is big, has next to knack all steering and struggles to achieve 40 uphill. Our first gas fillup (half a tank) cost $76 … Continue reading
So after a long long kip the Mrs decided to take me for lunch at “top of the world” restaurant at the Stratosphere which revolves and takes 1hr 22mins to do a complete circuit, so we had lunch for that … Continue reading
The view from our room at the Bellagio across the fountains. Looks like Mrs Foggy done us proud with her planning yet again. Although up to 8pm the fountain runs every 30 mins, from then to midnight it’s every 15 … Continue reading
Sat here at Gatport Airwick waiting for our flight now, customer service UK style as always stinks, but hey we are on our way to two weeks of fun, Vegas, The Grand Canyon and Roswell New Mexico. [Posted from my … Continue reading
Very tired and looking forward to a few nights in the Bellagio hotel before heading out in the house on wheels. Oh my 28 foot long with a massive turning circle, that’s not the worry though, the one that does … Continue reading
And They’re orf. It has been such a hectic last few months, Mrs Foggy is in charge of people again and travelling all over the place and Mr Fogg is still on contract doing what he loves so much (mmmmm). … Continue reading
Say ello to my gnashers. Me had a crown fitted now, so I asked to keep the cast of me gob and here it is. Look at it this way when I need falsies I can just slip these bad … Continue reading
And today sees Mrs Fogg off on a whirl wind tour of Manchester to Dusseldorf to Linz to Manchester then Bournemouth and finally to home. Bags all packed, kitchen sink extracted and she’s gawn, booo. it’s going to be a … Continue reading