Piglet meets her Newest Cousin, Miriam

June 1, 2012

As if her social life isn’t busy enough, Piglet’s extended family are producing cousins at a ferocious rate. Picking out outfits is fierce pancake, and so she follows her newest cousin in the fashion de-la-moda at her (the Newest Cousin’s) birthday celebrations in Carlow.

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Pink and blue is always a winning combination.

It was cold in Carlow so she had to wear her wooly mittens. Miriam is a star and since her arrival into Ireland mere months ago is acclimatising to the weather wonderfully, much better than her auntie is in Barcelona. Whew.

Second Easter is coming

May 31, 2012

Piglet models her easter bunny gift from Granizado Kennedy as she prepares the house for Second Easter.

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Back Home Eating Strawberries

May 30, 2012

Returned to Barcelona after her exertions on the road, nothing would do for the Piglet except to hang out at home and scoff some strawberries.

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OM NOM NOM.

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Destroyed in strawberries again.

Enough Cycling

May 29, 2012

We reached the town of Sahagún and decided to call a halt to the cycling. Long-distance cycling is a very silly idea and not one any sane person should undertake. This is why Piglet choose to travel in a trailer rather than cycle herself.

Piglet hopped on the train to nearby Leon and we ran into another Catalan.

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Antoni Gaudi himself, me aul mucker, taking it easy outside a building he designed.

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Nice one Anto…

Everything Begins at Logroño

May 28, 2012

We began the cycling leg of the Camino in Logroño travelling west along the N-120 national road. Coincidentally, the N-120 itself begins at Logroño.

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This means that the kilometer markers are customised exactly for our journey. Every kilometer there’s a little marker. Every ten kilometers there’s a big pillar like this one that we celebrate by ringing our bells.

Yay! 200 kilometers cycled so far.

Happy Birthday Papa

May 27, 2012

Piglet loves camping, and she loves being up bright and early too.

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She’s a bit of a camping afficianado at this point.

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Later that same day, we celebrated Papa’s birthday by cycling one of our longest days - about 67 km.

The weather was beautiful. There were several stands of trees like this one. I think they are silver birch, Jim’s mother’s favourite.

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It was a long day in the saddletrailer for the Piglet.

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Undulate, baby, undulate.