Got an early start and drove right across Spain up to Camp Gavin in the Pyrenees, ten hours of almost solid motoring. Managed to avoid the worst of the rain and the weather improved as we drove further north. As we approached the Pyrenees, we realised that Autumn was well and truly on the way [probably nearly over in England].
When we reached the camp site we parked up, jumped out of the van and then couldn’t believe our eyes – we were right next door to Richard and Cheryl’s caravan! What an amazing coincidence! We hadn’t seen them since leaving the last site in Morocco and thought they’d be well into France by now.
They were up in the village and were very surprised to see us on their return. We had loads of catching up to do so cooked our meals and got together to eat in our van and to have a good old natter [it’s too cold to eat outside at night any more]. Good job the clocks were going back an hour otherwise it would have been a very late night. The only trouble was, when we went to bed, we couldn’t remember which ones we’d put back and which we hadn’t – it’s far too confusing these days with watches, clocks, mobile phones and the van computer clock. To make matters worse, the little clock stuck on our bedroom wall was still on Moroccan time!
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