If there was one mistake I made when I went to Paris in July it was not
taking my loyal satchel with me. This little guy has proved to be the
best travelling companion ever – his first trip was Manchester last year, and I’ve since taken him to Biarritz, Ibiza, and my home town Bilbao
in Spain. These pictures are from when I last went back in May, and
yes, posting these pics practically six months later is almost
unforgivable by blogger standards – but the way I see it is that it’s
never too late to celebrate my beloved satchel as well as being reminded
of holidays and home.
There’s a lot of greenery near where my parents live – my satchel won’t say no to natural surroundings…
He also tried to get more of a tan on the beach too…
Without doubt, the best bit for him was indulging in all the incredible and irresistible pintxos (more known to non-Spaniards as tapas) the city has to offer, as well as a cheeky glass of wine…
And didn’t hesitate to explore in depth the art works in Bilbao’s Fine Art Museum…
But in his travels and world, there’s always time for play – here he is
looking a little exhausted after having a jump in a Sponge Bob bouncy
castle, one of the many funfair attractions that pop-up in my home town
during the summer.
Until our next travels, Satchel.