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Saturday, 2 May 2015

Ten thousand unseen glances.

Since we got back I have spent a bit of time fiddling about with some of the add-on gagets that Blogger provides - such as the top trending posts facility and the total page view counter. The latter gizmo passed a bit of a milestone today clocking up the 10,000th page view. These have mainly come from the UK, but the Blogger stats page also lists more exotic locations such as Russia, Ukraine and Serbia.


I do wonder quite how many of these page views are not humans at all, but web spidering bots of benign or malicious intent. Nevertheless, it would seem that people do read the stuff that I dream-up sitting in empty aires struggling with dodgy wifi and snail's pace connectivity, and I hope they enjoy reading the posts as much as I enjoy writing them. Somehow trying to make sense of  travel as you go along gets mildly addictive.

It's odd too what people choose to read, months even, after you have written the post. Take today, for instance, the posts are drawn from all over the place, certainly on the whole it is not the case that the most recent posts are necessarily the most popular.



Anyway, all this retrospection has got me into a reflective mood. What from our point of view has been the 'stand-out moments?

My top five - in no particular order...

1. Parked up on our own among the vineyards of Burgundy at Lugny
2. The day we ended-up wild camping at Argen Minervois.
3. The day we broke down and had to be rescued, then drove across the mountains to Zafra.
4. The Romeria at Bolnuevo - sacred and profane in equal measure!
5. Fossicking among the rocks at Punras del Calnegre.

Gill's top five -

1. Cassis
2. Valencia
3. Morairia
4. Ampudia
5.

Number five, Gill insists must be left blank, in recognition of places as yet unvisited. To that end what I think we need to do now is sign off, and book a ferry for the 11th May - Germany here we come! Between now and then I need to negotiate my own impending milestone, 'the big six O' next Thursday - how the hell did that happen? Who knows.... - as Ms. Denny once sang.







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