THE ADVENTURES OF ELLIE AND BARRY
(AND HENNING THE TROLL)

This blog is brought to you by Barry… It was another early start for me this morning as I tackled the mean streets of Paphos for a morning run. Thankfully the sun was a bit less oppressive this time around and I took a slightly different route running around the full length of the archaeological site and then back through the town. It was a hillier route but I felt far better for the lower temperatures and survived relatively intact. With that foolishness out of the way I met

This blog is brought to you by Ellie. I was very slow to wake up this morning. I’d had a restless night and had trouble getting to sleep. I’d like to think it wasn’t due to the one glass of wine and the one shot of coffee liqueur - though would anyone be surprised? Barry went for another chilly swim whilst I floundered around getting ready for the day, then we walked over to breakfast together, where I actually took a photo of some of the offerings! Another glorious breakfast

This blog is brought to you by Barry… Here’s a test to establish if you’re an idiot while on holiday - you wake up at 7am in Cyprus, do you; A. Roll over and go back to sleep. You’re on holiday, enjoy yourself! B. Head outside for a 5 mile run in hot and sunny conditions. Guess which one I chose? Terrible idea, 0/10, would not recommend. Annoyingly I can’t seem to let myself get out of the running habit even when on holiday. It is nice to get out and enjoy a run in completel

This blog is brought to you by Ellie. Today was a day of deja-vu moments, cold water and dirt. I started the day off determined to go for a morning swim, so I got out of bed nice and early and checked the weather out on the balcony. It was a glorious day, though the wind was just as ferocious as last night! It turned out the wind would continue to plague us all day. Barry joined me and we made our way down to the pool area. The pool opens at 8am and at 08:15 we watched the at

This entry is brought to you by Barry. You may not have asked for it, you may not want it and it might even give you some memories you’d rather forget. But just like David Cameron, the blog is back, baby! England in November. Damp. Cold. Dark. Any excuse to escape to a location where the sun doesn’t set before 4pm would surely be welcomed… And so it proved for your intrepid authors. With our original plans for this week falling through we had a spare week free, and the tempta