So, from the very unwelcoming Calpe we arrived at the wonderful town of Moraira. The free camping stop was a large tarmac car-park. There were perhaps 20 campervans here all in a far corner out of the way. It was dark when we got here after a couple of false starts (thanks Sally Satnav!) leaving Calpe. Believe it or not this is the first time that we had driven the mothership at night properly. It was fine – we were worried that our hundred year old eyes would miss important traffic signals, but it was no hassle at all. Anyway, no exploring that evening as it was late.
Up early the next day and we did a lap of the town in a couple of hours including a pair of the most delicious croissants we can recall eating. It’s really easy to forget that Eroski, Carrefour and Mercadonia are really convenient and pretty good value, but not always so tasty. Today’s lesson – don’t forget the local producers!
We whiled away an hour at the Marina with T teaching S the three or four things that he thinks he knows about boats and then back to Mothership for the long drive up the coast road to Valencia. We stayed off the main autovia as this is one of the few areas in Spain where there are toll roads.
We mentioned before that we have some long driving legs ahead. Neither of us much fancy this part of Spain – so we know we will be missing lots of wonderful towns, but we are getting behind schedule, so it’s the big stuff along the coast now…