Our trip to hell and back! Really? Back? 

Hi everyone, sorry it has been so long since I last wrote but what started as a dream vacation two months ago, turned into a nightmare. A nightmare that has not yet finished.

It will take me more than one post to let you know what happened. For now, I’ll just give you a brief summary. More details will be given in further posts in the next few weeks.

It all started about a week before my wife Lisa and I were due to leave. We could smell gasoline in our car when it was idling, so we took it into our local repair shop. Two days later, the bad news arrived. The car needed a new engine.

We are on first name terms with the boss, so when he suggested our car be scrapped – that is exactly what we did. Then, and now, there’s not enough money in our bank to replace it. We are stuck at home. We are in the country, nearly a mile from the main road but even there, there is no bus service. And our nearest town is a good 20€ taxi ride away. A car of our own is essential.

Holiday dream shattered

Anyway, back to our vacation.

We had already pre-booked a ride to the airport. He was an hour late, great start.

Flight one, no problem, but flight two was delayed. This meant missing our connection and having to take a replacement flight the next day.

Flight three went without a hitch. Phew, we were in Los Angeles.

We stayed in LA for almost a week, but we didn’t visit anywhere or take a tour, as we gad planned, for reasons I’ll explain in another post.

That Sunday, we flew to San Diego and boarded our cruise ship, the Carnival Miracle. That turned out to be the worst cruise of our lives! Watch here to discover why.

Back in San Diego after the 7-day trip, we had a one-night stay in a hotel. The next morning, I was rushed to hospital by ambulance. Instead of going home, I was set for five days in hospital – and, not having travel insurance, now face a bill of nearly $40,000 .

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To help me meet the costs of a wheelchair accessible vehicle and the hospital care, I have started a Go Fund Me page. Please help by making a donation, however small, HERE.

Thank you

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Dream the impossible dream…..but sometimes our dreams do come true

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Left: The beautiful Na Pali coast, Hawaii in December. Right, reindeer in Norway, in July.

Dream the impossible dream? Ok, ok, what’s he rambling on about now?

To tell you the truth, my dreams only really started to come true after I met Lisa. Let me explain.

I first married in 1977. It was on 26th February to be exact, I was 24 years old. Over time, the relationship deteriorated until we were finally divorced on 5th September 2011. Somehow it had managed to last nearly 34½ years. It should have ended years earlier but inertia kept it going.

It was not a life in which I was happy. Of course, there were good times but overall neither of us were enjoying the marriage.

My earliest dreams that I never, ever thought would come true were as a youngster. My mum (who would eventually become a top breeder, exhibitor and international judge of Pembroke Welsh Corgis) sold a couple of dogs to someone in Honolulu. It sounded so exotic but was so far away, so out of my reach.

Australia was another country on my dream list, also sparked by mum exporting dogs there.

Similarly, at high school there was a trip to the USA but it was expensive and I thought it was too much money to ask my parents to find. So I said that I didn’t want to go but, in reality, I would have loved it.

During my first marriage, I wanted to go on a cruise but that was not to be. In fact, I had dreamed of crossing the Atlantic on a liner since that form of travel caught my attention as a child watching television.

Then it all changed. I won’t bore you with exactly what happened and when; it is enough to say that Lisa and I met virtually at first, playing a computer game. That was in October 2009 and after two years, and two divorces, we married.

married2  Lisa and I on our wedding day at sunset.

Not any old marriage ceremony for us though. We married on a beach in south western Florida, where Lisa then lived. It was at sunset on 31st October 2011, it was attended by Lisa’s mom, sister, brother in law and two of our friends whom we had also met online. That was my very first trip to the USA. A dream wedding in a dream location, with dolphins playing just off the beach.

A cruise holiday was next on my list and that came true in 2013 after I received a £1,200 grant from the short break fund of the UK’s Multiple Sclerosis Society. It was great, two weeks on board with various shore visits in and around the Norwegian fjords. That was on Lisa’s dream list too as her dad’s family were from Norway, so she is half-Norwegian.

A second, week long cruise, followed a few months later. This time we few to Milan for a circular cruise around the Mediterranean. A day on Sicily ticked off a second dream on Lisa’s list as her mom’s family came from there, making her half Sicilian.

Last year, we enjoyed an absolutely magnificent holiday. In December, we flew to Honolulu (childhood dream) and enjoyed three full days there visiting a luau and Pearl Harbour– among other things. After that we boarded a ship for a seven day cruise around the Hawaiian islands, with shore excursions every day. The whole trip was warm and sunny, even in December.

We then flew to New York (high school dream) and spent three full days there. My ex had never wanted to go to NYC but Lisa was born and brought up there and so I was given my own personalised tour with a very special tour guide. Highlights were riding to the top of the Empire State Building, going to the famous Radio City Music Hall to see its Christmas Spectacular, Times Square, Central Park, the 9-11 Memorial which I found very moving, the Rockefeller Center and store windows all decorated for Christmas.

Added to that, we travelled a little outside the city to meet up with Lisa’s other sister and her husband, plus their children and grandchildren.

Needless to say that the weather in New York was more wintry than in Hawaii but we went prepared for both.

This year, we are in for quite a busy time this autumn. In October we are sailing on an eight-day Atlantic crossing (childhood dream) from Southampton to New Jersey, then spending nine days touring several north-eastern states. We fly back – and then we are moving to Spain. There we will be able to escape the rainy British climate and be able to soak up sunshine for much of the year. And that is fulfilling a dream that I only had early this year.

Do I have dreams left on my list? Oh yes, a cruise taking in Australia, an African safari (photos only, no shooting), a Caribbean cruise and a second trip to Hawaii are all high up there.

But my biggest dream has already come true and I live it everyday. I am talking about meeting and marrying Lisa. She is the one true love of my life, my soulmate, my lover, my best friend – my everything. We make each other so happy and so full of life that my illness, my multiple sclerosis, pales into insignificance. That’s what dreams are made of.

 

 

12 weeks until we leave, the countdown has begun

Our flat (or apartment) is well into its “We’re moving” feel. Many drawers are already empty, wardrobes are no longer bulging at the seams but hold only the clothes we will be wearing now and during our cruise across the Atlantic and our holiday in the USA. It most definitely is wonderfully exciting and the beginning of an exhilarating adventure.

Almost everything going direct to Spain is already packed. It certainly needs to be as, for various reasons, our limited number of crates etc are being picked up from North Wales during the middle of this month and are being delivered to our new home in September – a full two months before we will be arriving.

Where we live now has an integral garage that we have used to store any items that left no room for a car but that is already changing. All the large items have been sold off, most through North Wales Auctions, and a few via Ebay. So far sales have brought in more than £900 with more due to come. Apart from an old Indian sword being offered in an antique sale, when we leave in October the flat will be cleared by the auction house and the furniture will be sold in its next general sale.

Lisa is already saying “There is so much to do” but, really, what needs to be done is all well in hand and a vast amount has been accomplished.

De-cluttering is very much a word of the times and it is very good to do from time to time. We did ‘de-clutter’ before we moved to our current home back in 2012 but there is a vast difference this time.  Three years ago, we hired a van and got friends to help us to move two miles to somewhere with a garage to hold all those things y0u really should get rid of but don’t. This time we are moving not just two miles but more than 1,600, we need to pay for whatever we want to take with us to be delivered – and limitations about how much we can take with us certainly focuses the mind on the need to de-clutter.

Fortunately, furniture itself is less of an issue. We are taking no furniture with us as we have bought our new home more or less fully furnished. Of course, there are a few items we do need to buy and others we want to buy but there are many more that we neither need nor want as we are happy with what is already there.

Lisa and I are both finding it hard to wait until our October holiday and our November move to Spain.