....nothing's cast in stone until I set off....and so my route is now changing from an escapade into the sun, to adventures into the midnight sun, yes, I'm going to Scandanavia.
I don't like to make sensible decisions, but sometimes you just have to and although I had thought the heat could be a problem for Lexi the Lab, what with her double coat and all, it sort of sunk in properly when actually pointed out to me by someone else, so along with the security concerns over Albania and Montenegro, the fact that neither embassy had got back to me on dog import regulations into their country and the concern at the back of my mind that I wanted to take it easy and mooch around Europe, but the route I'd chosen didn't allow for a short cut back to the UK if I was running short of time, so yes, there were more concerns than I'd realised and once the suggestion was put in my head about Scandanavia, almost overnight I've changed my plans.
Now I've started looking into Norway I'm absolutely hooked, there are already so many places I want to go and things to do, including going as far up as the Lofoton Islands. I don't actually think I'll get the full midnight sun, but hopefully at least a very short night as I would like to have a little barbeque in the middle of the night as that just has to be done when up that far, outside of winter anyway. The provisional plan is then to go across to Sweden and down to Stockholm, across to Gotland, then back to the mainland before meandering across to Copenhagen, through Denmark before travelling down to Germany, Netherlands and home, simple.
Lexi's thick coat will come in handy and I won't need to worry about getting my air-con repaired, but I will need to get central heating for my tent, only joking, but I may have to get some flannelette pyjamas, nope, joking again, I may be the wrong side of 40, but really...?
Today I got my signed exit papers from work, so it's really going to happen, everyone else is counting down to the 27th July (apparently there's some sporting events starting then!) me? I'm counting down to the 17th August, no more Olympic housing, no more high maintenance guests, no more squished journeys on the tube, just 8 weeks of me time, well me and Lexi.