Today is the halfway point of our fourteen-month European trip. In the last seven months, we have spent 3 months in England , 3 weeks in Spain , 2 weeks in France, 1 1/2 months in Italy, 3 days in Switzerland, and 1 month in Croatia, with numerous day-long stops in between.
And, here's the amazing part: Chewy and Abby have been everywhere with us. They've stayed in hotels, motels, resorts, apartments, converted farm houses, traditional homes, bed and breakfasts, and a few dog kennels. We've lived in an olive grove in Tuscany, a condominium in Cannes, across from sheep and horses in England, within five minutes of the beach in Barcelona, and in a tiny village in snowy Switzerland.
Nowadays, nobody really cares much about what Patrick and I are doing. Those once-asked questions about how we make an income , keep ourselves occupied, and what we see, are not all that interesting ( except to UK customs agents .) No. The question everyone wants answered is this one: what is it really like roadtripping across Europe with two dogs?
The easy answer is that it's wonderful. Plain, gosh darn wonderful. I can't imagine anything better than traveling with them. But, of course, that's not the whole answer --- or even an adequate answer to such a complex question. So, let's get right to it.
What is it really like roadtripping across Europe with two dogs? Traveling with two dogs across Europe means: