MY LEGS (AND FEET) ARE IN RUINS

Today, we slept in a bit and Sandy, our navigational expert, studied maps and trains and bus schedules so we could find Chepstow Castle and Tintern Abbey. Here's the decision of the day: I refuse to visit any other towns built on hills as steep as any you find in San Francisco. Plus, the so-called … Continue reading MY LEGS (AND FEET) ARE IN RUINS