The Andorra Adventure – Day 1

Some time ago, I can’t remember when, my husband decided that he wanted to attend an enduro event in Andorra. For the uninitiated (like me) this is a motorbike thing! I’ll tell you more about it when we get there.
So mostly what happens with these things is that the boys all pile in vans and drive night and day to keep time away to a minimum and within the realms of acceptability for “her indoors” to let them off the leash. Ok, maybe I’m generalising a little (except the vans). Instead, I suggested that we make a trip of it with the motor home.
So here we are…just a little bit more background…it’s not actually Andorra, but it is right next door in Spain (he’s not a details guy). Oh, and he also convinced his good friend, Harvey, to join us on this adventure with his wife.

As I type this, day 1 is yesterday. We went onto the ferry like Noah’s Ark, 2 men, 2 women, 2 motor homes and 2 motorbikes. The weather was beautiful when we left Dover and the sea was calm, it was like summer had begun – so different to recent days.

The crossing was an uneventful 2 hours. As we drew close to port in Calais, Steve pointed out the Aires where we planned to camp overnight. Sadly, it was full to bursting with motor homes so, onto plan B – well, I didn’t have a plan B….. We were off the ferry and on the French roads in minutes upon arrival, not really knowing where to go. Steve opened the Aires map, stuck a pin in and we arrived at Escalles by 23.00 (just in time for official curfew). Only one other vehicle was there and by midnight we were also tucked up in bed by midnight, having imbibed the prerequisite volumes of wine while chatting!


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