With a heavy heart, I heaved my backpack over my shoulders.
“I love you,” I said hoarsely, taking one last look at her normally loving limpid pool eyes, which glowered disbelievingly back at me, daggers drawn and feeling like the biggest shit of all time, I slipped out the front door. Mental note to self… never leave home without Cassie the Blog Dog again.
Still traumatised by my cutting farewell with Cassie, I leave home in Jersey, the Channel Islands and head north to Glasgow to find some sun. For years I believed that the closer to the equator you are, the warmer the weather. That is not what my weather app has been telling me for the past few days.
In-flight, drinking a 500ml bottle of Harrogate spring water at £2 a pop, coincidentally I will be in Harrogate in ten days time when no doubt, I will be drinking it straight from the tap. I gorged my way through a whole packet of Wookey Hole Cheddar Crackers, which should come with a health warning as they are seriously addictive.
Touch down at Glasgow in the balmy sunshine where my Gap 12-Day Adventure really begins.