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I’ve been thinking a lot this week about the autosleeper, and the more I think about it, the more I like the idea of a motorhome over a camper. 

The search continues.

My search for a camper led me to Portsmouth, where I had been told about a VW Autosleeper. 

goodbye bruges.

It was our final night in Bruges.

Chick, Chick, Chicken.

In the far corner of Bruges city centre is Minnewater, a fairytale park with a the white walls of a UNESCO monastery gliding along the edge.

breakfasting in Bruges.

A great night's sleep, followed by the most amazing breakfast, was exactly what was needed.

The Christmas Market.

A bitter cold wind swept across as we stepped out of the hotel door.

A cold afternoon in bruges.

Straight after lunch we headed out to explore.

Back in Bruges.

I've completely fallen for this city, and it didn't take me long to return.

Lincoln Christmas Market.

The Christmas Spirit has hit me, with a full, tinsel covered, carol singing, bauble breaking force. 

Daniel Wellington.

I have been lusting after a certain something for a little while now.