Day 16: Sunday
This morning, I wake up with the inevitable hangover that follows such a night.
It’s raining outside. Quite heavy rain in fact, and it makes a fair racket pattering against the roof and skylights of the van. It’s actually quite a soothing noise though – there’s a reason you can buy all those relaxation CDs with the sound of rainfall – and helps to soothe my aching head while I gradually recover. Continue reading “Vanlife, the third week. Day 16: Sunday”