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………………………………