A letter to Emily from us all as we eventually arrive in Istanbul and the end of our journey. We are ecstatic, relieved, sad, tired, emotional and also incredibly grateful to all those who helped us along the way...

Dismal beaches, Rachel is abandoned on an Albanian mountainside, "Where is she?", a screaming Bharat, brambles, drone misdemeanours and Macedonian TV interview.....

Stunning scenery, beautiful bridges, bald patches, bombed out buildings, lost passports, the walled city of Dubrovnik and the very unglamorous campsite launderette

Ljubljana --> Lake Bled --> Trieste Walking, cycling, rowing, swimming and kayaking - we do more exercise in one and a half days than in the last three weeks. One set of Alps was not enough so we test the trusty tuk tuk once again as we go up and over the Julian Alps via 50 hairpin bends. We get vertigo on a bridge over a gorge and then gorge ourselves with too much food (again)...