Well what a week.
What. A. Week.
We are currently at Mikki’s Place.
We came for two nights.
If we didn’t have our next Helpx starting tomorrow I think we may well have just stopped another week. And maybe another. And then another. We’ll never know.
We knew about the place. Had heard good things about it. Read some really positive reviews about it. Seen some cool photos of it. But. Would it be for us?
People stay here for months at a time. Some never leave. Images of a cliquey commune came to mind. A kind of retirement village. And I suppose it is. Kind of. But not quite.
Location was a factor too. We like to walk and sometimes cycle without having to drive the van anywhere. Situation wise it didn’t look too promising on either front.
However. You can surprise yourself sometimes.
A day goes by. You talk to a few people. You get a good vibe about the place.
Another day goes by. More chatting. Interesting stories. Different lives.
Another day goes by. More stories. Music shared.
It seeps in.
A few more days go by.
Ok. Whoa. Stop right there Jane. I don’t do woo woo and I’m getting just a little bit too woo woo for my liking!
Tim has been saying for the last few days that I’ve gone a bit Bodmin (if you watch the Doc Martin series then you’ll know what I mean). This place has had a bit of an effect on me though.
We came just under a week ago believing it wouldn’t really be our scene and we’ve completely changed our opinion.
It’s not a campsite exactly. It’s not an aire either. It’s not even a combination of the two.
It’s unique is what it is.
But anyway enough of the love in with Mikki’s. How did our internet date go? As I wrote in the last blog, we were here to meet up with Tim and Jan who follow the blog and who are on a similar trip to us with their lovely dog Jade.
I have to say I was a tad apprehensive. We had a tenuous link via our friends Sam and Chris who had met them on a campsite on the Isle of Arran in Scotland. We seemed to have an awful lot in common though. And not just the similar names.
Well all I can say is we have had a cracking time with them. We’ve had a day out walking the coast.
Shared a couple of meals. Chatted about our different life stories. Chatted some more. Boy can I talk the hind legs off a donkey. In my defence I’ve been socially starved for over two months apart from talking to Tim (my Tim!). Tim is not generally a big talker so I make up for the two of us. It’s fair to say I haven’t shut up!
It all had to come to an end sooner or later though and our new best friends (sorry Di and Chris) hit the road heading east this morning. If we never hear from them again I’ll know they were just being polite! If we do I’ll try not to chew their ears off so much next time we meet.
And talking of ears we are ready and raring to go to start our next Helpx. We were there two years ago.
We’re going back.
I’ll have twenty new pairs of ears to chew off now.
We’re going to Donkey HQ again. Yay!
Oh, and before I go. After my yoga session with Niamh a few days ago I’ve been doing a little session in the mornings by myself. The results have been nothing short of astounding.
Just look at me now!