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Was going to Spain from start to finish but now I, Luca have taken over

Was about researching about where to look & about living in Spain I am here. So was for anyone interested here are the good & bad things that happened to me. But now I (Luca) will tell you about my experiences, both very bad, better and good.

Driving to Axarquia.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013 @ 1:31 AM


I slept better than I thought on board the ferry after a very nice dinner, watching the football then writing my blog, so that gave me heart for the 1450 (2000 Kim’s) miles journey ahead. This was made even sweeter by the swift disembarkation (that word don’t look correct but spell checker say’s it is!)

 So at 09.00 hours I was driving through St Malo, the temperature outside was 13.5c & the sun was shining. Brilliant! I thought I can really make some distance over the next 12 hours or so of daylight & to hopefully cross the border into Spain. Sadly the weather was not to last however, as it turned into “April Showers”. Torrential rain followed by almost blinding sun, but this didn’t stop me getting along fine, & it was now 18c.

 As I was driving along however, I could not help but think about my wife, my family & friends I had left behind, I do hope that they are not too long before they fly out to see me although I will return for a few days in June. This “free time” for thinking does not do anything for the driving.

 At 18.00 hours when I was due to look for a hotel, I could almost see the French/Spanish border which gave me even more encouragement. I just wanted to be in Sedella. Should I stop? Nah, I decided, why stop when I am only hours from my promised land. By 22.00 hours I was well into Spain & approaching Bilbao at this rate I’ll be in Sedella by 05.00 on Saturday morning – fantastic. 

Then disaster struck, that’ll teach me to be to confident! I got lost & finished up in the mountains & forests by Bilbao (I never even thought there were such things around their). Cost me over 2 hours in time – what a clot!

 That made all the more determined not to stop, & anyway I was not tired. Was it the decent sleep on the ferry or maybe the adrenalin at its pitch? I don’t know, but decided to keep going. I had now set a deadline to arrive at Sedella on Saturday morning, as early as possible. Just before arriving at Grenada I felt somewhat drowsy, pulled over in a garage, filled up with fuel, reclined my seat & had a couple of hours snooze.

 Watching the sunrise had a really exhilarating effect to me & I was spurred on even more. I had lost another couple of hours but so what?

 And when I turned off to drive through the mountains I just wondered at the, oh so impressive scenery! “Goodness” I thought, “I am so lucky”. Even the heavily snow-capped mountains looked glorious. I was so glad that they were a long way away though, seen enough of the snow this year. So after an almost uneventful trip I arrived in Sedella 8.00 hours on Saturday morning. This was the start of the rest of my life, my dream is coming true………………………………

 



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eggcup said:
Tuesday, April 16, 2013 @ 8:28 PM

We did something similar in the mountains near Bilbao; we nearly ran out of petrol in the middle of nowhere. We didn't want to pay the expensive price on the motorway and then turned off and didn't come across a petrol station for ages - the tank was saying empty as we went up and down many hills and we were lucky to find one just before it ran out. That's another cautionary tale.
I don't know how you do it with the driving. I'd have to take a week to make that journey if I was driving. Hope you now settle in well. All the best. Eggie.


Gerald said:
Tuesday, April 16, 2013 @ 10:48 PM

Yes Eggie I nearly did that last trip, so this time I always kept 200 miles worth of fuel in the tank. In fact it took 21 hours but if I hadn't have got lost (2 hours) gone to sleep (2 hours) & a stop for food (1 hour) I'd have done it in 16 hours & I did not use any toll roads this time.


Maddiemack said:
Wednesday, April 17, 2013 @ 9:24 AM

I haven't heard that expression for years, Gerald, 'What a clot!'. My Dad used to say that to us when we were little and we had done something silly. It says what needs to be said without being too harsh. It's great that you think you're lucky and, in many ways you are, but you've wanted this dream for years and it was you that made it happen. Well done, you! We're looking forward to reading more....


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