Long Way Down

Three years ago I can remember watching repeats of Micheal Palin's Hemmingway Adventure and a few weeks later I packed my Nissan Micra with clothes and Hobnobs and left Lancahsire on my own adventure through Europe for a week or two. I like learning about new things and new places. I love seeing old stuff. I feel something when I touch old buildings. Almost like I can feel its history and what it has seen. It makes no sense but I have done it for as long as I can remember.
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Three weeks ago I saw Micheal Palin in Waterstones on Bold Street, Liverpool signing copies of his new book, 'New Europe'. Give me a good non-fiction book and I can defy my fickle nature for at least the first few chapters. I have also been reading Ewen McGregor's and Charley Boorman's book 'Long Way Down' and watching the BBC program following their journey for the past few weeks. Not that I imagine I will ride to Cape Town on a motorbike but I get butterflies when I read the book. It has really ignighted something inside me. Couple that with my repeated trips to the travel section in any book shop I see I know there is a road trip happening in the next six months. I dont know where I will go or who my travel companions will be.
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But I know I will be going somewhere.