Hello people,

I find prices over this side of Europe disheartening in general. Walking through the city centre watching everyone rush about for their January 'bargain', it doesn't look cheap to me.

I'm living like a student to save enough money to get an overland worthy bike and sod-off. De-junking, de-cluttering, selling or binning all that accummulated crap and trinkets to lift this anchor holding me to England.

Those niceties like an HD-TV, Xbox (with obscenely expensive games), It doesn't interest me anymore, I want rid of it. Travel's the fire burning inside me now.

Travel and live light used to be my ethos, i've allowed myself to stop and gather moss. I want to be able to say everything I own fills two panniers and a bergen.

Heading across to France for a weekend sounds good Dave, but in my current mindset I'd have a nagging feeling that i'd still have to return. Return to the Daily-Grind. It's like being attached to Portsmouth by a bungee-cord, a bloody short bungee cord.

Right now though, i'll settle for a pint and a steak 'n' ale pie.

Yes i'm a whinging w_nker. The whinging w_nker that wishes to find out that there's more to life than stagnating in the same place, going back and forth from work to home over the same ground, like a nutjob.

That's my pennies worth, ah and relax.

John.

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