After a slightly later start than for the last three days, we headed 200 miles south to the campsite on which we expect to stay for the next three or four nights. We would have loved to look round Valencia…
We were finally joined by another motorhome on our aire next the sea, so Basil didn’t feel so lonely. The notice board on the aire said a man from the local Commune came round regularly to collect payment, but he…
After our first croissant of the trip, we were on our way south. It was another day spent hacking along the French motorways. Today was slightly more interesting in that we spent several hours crossing the Massif Central. This is…
Bleary eyed, Team Basil made its way, in the dark, to Folkestone for our 8.20 shuttle to Calais. Sarah nipped in to the terminal to get some sandwiches for breakfast while I took the dogs for a well deserved walk…