'Any time in May is okay, just give me dates.'
I couldn't give her a precise date. We weren't sure how long it’d take to get there on the motorbike.
We found a secure and reasonable spot for the boat in Ypres and planned to scoot through Belgium, France, Luxembourg, and Switzerland, reaching Italy to head for Abruzzo, east Italy, where Lynne owns a recently renovated ('I warn you it isn’t finished yet!') property.
My friend would be in the UK, trusting us with her house.
Keen to spend most of our time in Italy, we rented Lynne’s house, to avoid lingering in impersonal hotels.
That journey begins here… every few days I’ll share a short story. I hope you enjoy the ride.
Next: Flying by the Seat of our (many) Pants.