Travelling, learning, living fully.
Travelling encourages movement. The road is always pointing somewhere else, and motorhome travel can easily fall into a rhythm of arrival, exploration, and departure. Places become waypoints on a longer line rather than experiences in themselves. For much of this…
The first thing you notice sitting beside the lake is the sound. Spoons touching porcelain cups. Chairs scraping gently across stone. A waiter placing a small glass of water beside an espresso before moving quietly to the next table. Nothing…
Travellers rarely celebrate stopping. Movement is usually the measure of progress on the road. New places, new views, new directions — the sense that the journey continues to unfold. Yet this month in Ohrid has reminded us that another kind…
April 2026 Travellers like to believe they choose their destinations. Sometimes a place chooses you. Ohrid did that to us. When we arrived beside the lake the plan was simple enough: a short stop before continuing the journey. Two or…
Living full-time in a motorhome is a very different proposition from going away for a week by the sea. What you might pack for a carefree beach break in Wales would quickly become a burden if you had to carry…
Looking back at March 2026 Every month this page tries to do something slightly different from the rest of the magazine. The articles explore places, experiences and observations. The editor’s notebook steps back and asks a quieter question: what did…
Technology promises independence. For those of us living on the road, that promise matters. Our motorhome electrical system was built around that idea: solar on the roof, lithium storage, shore power when available, gas when it isn’t. Layers of resilience…
Early morning on the lakeside promenade is when Ohrid feels most honest. The cafés are still closed, fishermen check their boats, and the water lies almost perfectly still — the kind of calm surface that turns the lake into a…
Travellers tend to talk about sunsets, scenery, and picturesque cafés. The reality of living on the road is different. Most days the real question is much simpler: Where is the next loaf of bread coming from? In our small travelling…
Through Scylla‘s eyes, nose and ears Humans often think they understand their dogs. Mine certainly thought they did. Before this journey began, they would have described me quite simply: a happy Labrador who likes water, sticks, food, and walking. All…