Trek of a day.

I knew today was going to be an epic mission.

Got the train with Rosie (and a carriage full of annoying teenagers) to Bournemouth. Got there around 11ish, got the bus, walked, got to the first house viewing. Left, walked for forever, stopped for lunch, went the wrong ay, walked back, second house viewing (proper vile). Left, walked again, stopped in a park for a drink and shade, walked, third house viewing. Walked, walked, got the beach... eventually. It was crammed but totally worth it. We paddled our over walked feet and generally just sat. man the beach just make things so much better.

There was time for fish and chips before going back. We weirdly in the crowds of people ended up queuing behind Elaine and her fam. What are the chances.

Walk to the station, train, walk home from station.

Rosie worked out we walked for 10 and half miles, all with our massive ruckas of stuff and in this weather!! I feel proud of that.