Well I leave Blogger for a couple of days and it's all changed!!!! Lets hope it's simple otherwise I'm in trouble.
Anyway back to the Campervan adventure.
Wed 14th March 6.30pm collect van from owner in our village. Very convenient but the owner is a fairly odd woman [answers door in silk nightie not a pleasant site] takes a long time to go through paperwork then husband explains workings of van. Also takes a long time and after they have a stand up row as to how many gas bottles we shall need [he says 2 she says 3, he was right but we end up taking 3] and a short test drive it's gone 8.30pm before we get back home. Too late to pack up the van now so we open a bottle of wine instead. Everything we are taking is already packed in boxes so all we shall need to do in the morning is pile everything in and set off. When I say everything I mean half the kitchen appears to be packed up. Kettle, teapot, mugs, tea,coffee, sugar, milk, chopping board, sharp knife, jug, kitchen roll, toilet roll, washing up liquid, eggs, sausages, beans, wine, fruit juice -------------- and of course clothes oh dear!! The list of essentials seemed endless, but French requirements seem limited compared to English ones so we had to be prepared. And we didn't want to be shopping on our first day.
Thurs 15th March 10am and we're off, our French neighbours insisted on waving us off on our adventure. We just hope we have everything. First stop Blanes on the Costa Brava, a spot of 'wild camping', not as you might think parties but parking in a car park just off the beach, not a proper camp site. Friends who own their own campervan had given us lots of advice including places where we could wild camp. This was one of their suggestions.
Arrived Blanes 3.30pm: 246kms.
Walked along the beach front, found a nice cafe/bar and had a sandwich and the first of many beers along the way. Had a wander but there was a cold wind blowing so back to camper. It seems quite surreal to be showering and changing in a carpark!! Most of Blanes was closed by the evening so a mediocre meal in a very quiet restaurant followed by an early night we were both exhausted. Again a rather weird sensation to be sleeping in a carpark. Our first day over.
Who needs GPS? Well actually we might not have got lost if we had known how to use the GPS in the van, but that's a story for another day!!!