38/62 Heading North for the Third Time of Three

Heading for England.

Early start from rough camping just outside Zurich at a truck stop so the ground still had fog and mist over it, yet the peaks of the mountains were clear in the bright blue daylight.

And then faced with the dilemma. I like being this nomad, yet I hate being away from K and home. More than ever now as I desperately want to settle down for a bit and have a life that everyone else has. The life where they have a partner who isn't on the end of a 36p per minute phone call. But that's not my life right now and I hate it on days. Yet I do enjoy travelling, even if it boring motorway miles some days.

The day was spent at 55mph trying to eek out the highest mpg possible from Goat (turns out it was 65mpg in the end) and made the ferry with over an hour to spare.