Valencia, Spain

Could life get any better?

Two words for this holiday..... beach, relax!

Oh yeah, that is Bec getting a well deserved massage.






Gareth in a toy shop

The Wilson Girls in the city of love, Paris

Paris was the last destination of what was one of the most magical months of my life. A perfect city to finish up our month of travelling. We caught the Eurostar from London to Paris, which was the best way to do it, fast, easy and comfortable.

This was Kerryn and Mums first time in the city of LOVE, so for once on the trip I felt like I could put to use my excellent directional skills and be "Miss tour guide". That lasted all of about 30mins after I got us lost finding the hotel, well at least I tried!

Paris, Paris, Paris... one of my most fav cities. I love the French and I love the almost everything about it, just not the coffee.

Below is a snap shot of our time together in Paris before it was time to say goodbye from my two favourite ladies and board a plane to Spain where Gareth was waiting.

Mum, just landed in Paris off the Eurostar
PALACE OF VERSAILLES The Palace of Versailles was the official residence of the Kings of France from 1682 until 1790. It was originally a hunting lodge, built in 1624, by Louis XIII. We had some fun imitating the many statues that littered the grounds
I don't think we were suppose to climb on things, we could of be decapitated for this type of behaviour!! Here she is still standing with pride and honour
I did it - heights... I'm all over them like a rash now!

The bikes of Paris

Marrakech, Morocco

The city where all our adventures came to life. Known as the "Red City" or "Al Hamra," Marrakech is a city with a population of 1,036,500.

Marrakech has the largest traditional market (souk) in Morocco and also has one of the busiest squares in Africa, Djemaa el Fna. The square bustles with snake charmers, story-tellers, water sellers, dancers, and musicians; By night, the square turns into food stalls, becoming a huge open-air restaurant with busy life.

Like many North African and Middle Eastern cities, Marrakech comprises both an old fortified city (the médina) and an adjacent modern city (called Gueliz).

It seems to us that it was a city that hardly slept, buzzing until the wee hours of the morning and then like a ghost town until 10am - perhaps that is the french influence.

It is a mixture of sensuous luxury and aesthetic simplicity. The dusky, pink-walled Medina, boasts a greater density of chic boutique lodgings than possibly anywhere else in the world and the multitude of emporia will keep shopaholics busy for days.

Standing still and taking in the souks in the medina is an experience. visually, it is like looking through a kaleidoscope while your sensors go wild from the smells. The colours literally dance and there is an amazing and addictive vibe from all the diversity and vibrancy. From olives, fruits and nuts to all things spice, the smells are amazing.

In short, I am just so happy that I experienced this city with the my fave people; Mum, Kezza and Gareth...take a look at our photos.

Kerryn being charmed by the snake charmers

The Djemaa el Fna square at sunset with Koutoubia Mosque in the background

As we left the Atlas mountains heading south east to Ouarzazate, we found ourselves, almost without warning, in an arid semi-desert which blends gradually into the classic sand dunes and rocky ranges of the Sahara. But these first brushes with the desert are surprisingly well-watered, thanks to the run-off from the Atlas, with bright green riverside meadows and extensive palmeries dotted with once-wealthy ksour (kasbah-hamlets).

Kasbah