Ratatattat!! On our door at 8.45 am. What a cheek. I am sleeping with my socks and jim jams on so just leap off my large shelf and peer around the door. It is a man in a uniform thrusting a bill. And I thought it was FREE. Hmm wouldn't have come here if I had known.
Some of our GB friends had already moved off so maybe they did know!
A most glorious day with fabulous driving and views around hairpin bends but forgivable because of the scenery.
I am calling it the Corniche but it reminded me of the Amalfi coast.
Lovely fishing villages and towns rightn on the front nestled in the valleys such as Cerberes, which is just before the Spanish border,
Port Bou which looks ordinary from above but very attractive when driving through it. The Spanish have spent millions on building small tunnels through massive land masses and you can see the opening of two of them in the picture below.
On to the Bay of Roses, to the municipal site of Camping Joncar Mar. The only site open in Roses through the winter. It's ok, but tiny pitches and no real location features other than it is 200 yards from the front. The Bulgarian receptionist speaks excellent English and she told me of a medical centre nearby as I am concerned about the speed of repair of JC's ankle.
It was a drive away but with difficulty I persuaded the patient to attend, and using some charades techniques to explain the problem we got him booked in. Within minutes he was called and thankfully the young Spanish doctor wanted to practise his English. He looked pretty horrified at the fact that JC had been walking around on this for a week and went on to explain how much agony he must be in with such a sprain and how the ligaments have no chance to repair themselves without complete IMMOBILITy!,!
Jc and I are now talking in pigeon style English and I am feeling hot. Take one arm out of jumper. No, I am feeling sick. Not sure actually, I am feeling not at all well. Bugger, I am going to faint!
I have fainted a few times in my life and it is not a good thing for me, or for those around me. Whilst out of it I gather there is a horrendous rattle snake noise which frightens those not sharing in my out of it bliss. When I come round there are always big tears (mine) and confused faces. The rest of the day is always a washout as I have no energy until I get my 9 hours of top up kip. Bearing in mind I have 2 bouncing dogs waiting for a walk in Wishstream. A husband who can't drive and now I gather shouldn't even be walking, a faint is not an option.
I mumble something about dogs, race out to the van parked up at the side of the road and throw myself on the bed. The dogs join me and all is calm for 10 minutes. When I get back into the doc's surgery, they are discussing the location of orthopaedic boot suppliers.
Apparently, when I rushed out the doctor asked Jc if I was alright, and JC just said that I was hot and needed a bit of air. The doctor's comment: Ahhh, it is her age!
I think it is a QNI with my dogs tonight
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Location:Roses
Aah sweet photo - they are all gorgeous. What a great trip - apart from bites, sprains, poisons, and faints that is - still, you have to have something to laugh about later . .
ReplyDeleteThank you for entertaining us so well Roamoolet.
We can almost believe we are in the van with you.
I wonder if you will retrace your steps coming back to Blighty next year ?
It is Freezing here - quite cold outside too.
Lots of love to you all - xxxxMarilyn