Day 46 - Time for home…

Our last morning in Spain and we are rather rudely awakened at about 7.15 by a large horse lorry manovering into the horse yard. To be fair on this occasion it isn’t so bad as the alarm was set for 7.30, ferry is at lunchtime and we’re squeezing what we can from the final minutes. 



Outside is grey and rainy like a Cornish spring break.Last ‘tostada’ breakfast and we turn around the van with both of us inside which is a bit challenging with the extra bags on board but we have a good system now. Some adjustments for looking after the wine bottles when on board the ferry and it’s done. 
It stopped raining for just long enough to have a quick walk around the harbour and watch a surfer who is seeing the waves as a challenge…slightly scary to watch but admirable.

For the last time we take the ‘slow road’ out to the village and onwards for ten minutes during which time we see several walkers on a stretch that’s also on the Camino de Santiago. Once we’ve got some cheap fuel we move onto the motorway for the few miles to the ferry… though we did stop once more for some extra wine!

Then it’s the winding service road following the yellow signs for the ferry and a lot of queuing but we’re on and avoiding looking at the gale force winds warning near home … fingers crossed for a calmish one….

Our evening on board is a very different experience to last time. We are able to stand outside and watch Spain disappear into the grey clouds, catching a glimpse of last nights park up as we pass. Its a while before bedtime so we sit in the bar with a g&t as a range of ‘entertainment’ takes place around us…including a memorable ‘like a prayer’ rendition by a rather camp steward who appeared to be entertaining the staff as much as us. 
Excitement at the prospect of a music quiz, though it was super frustrating, pen couldn’t touch paper until all 15 songs were played, then 90 seconds to list them. A test of memory not knowledge and how ever fast you scrawl 90 secs was never going to get the lot, but we still won! Possibly the worse prize ever … an exercise book in a tote bag ! Definitely added to the entertainment though. The whole evening felt like part of the holiday rather than an ordeal… and helped ease us back into English bar prices. 

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