Two weeks as nomads (without the grey hair) has been a sojourn of many facets. We quickly got use to the minky & fuggy cramped lifestyle of living out of a Jucy van as well as an itinerary written on a postage stamp. (Not sure how well the Jucy people clean their vans as a sealed condom made an unexpected guest appearance amongst the dinner plates and postcards suddenly appeared in the most unusual of places). Apart from these quirky findings, the van gave us freedom to do what we wanted, whenever we wanted.
Our journey took us through an artist's palette of landscape spectacular. Aquamarine churned through the ocean currents whilst glacier purity suckled from the mountain tops. The hills meandered across the coastline and rivers screamed through the ancient gorges. We headed off on our visit across the land of the 'Concords' with the GPS singing along in the background.
Our Beloved Jucy!
A hobbit demanded that we move Jucy over 2 steps to the right.
Let's do the time warp again!
DOC campsite. Brad stoked with the elements (fire and beer)
Our Beloved Jucy!
Let's do the time warp again!
DOC campsite. Brad stoked with the elements (fire and beer)
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