Without going into detail (sparing you reader!) – I was pretty much out of action with food poisoning (it was the slow roasted lamb knuckle) for the trip through mid Spain – I tried driving but could only manage two hours before I had to do the toilet dash. Tony was a man mountain behind the wheel - a real star.
So here I sit in Bilbao ferry port, feeling a million times better than the last thirty-six hours. We have done the tidying up, packed away the smelly socks, had showers - and yes you’ve probable guessed it - shown a group of people around the truck. We are all ready to board the boat - both looking forward to seeing our families again.
A couple of things before I finish...
On Sunday the 25th of March, we went to Siddington point-to-point horse races, Tony mentioned he was itching to go and do a Morocco trip and test the truck, and did I want to go? We left five days later, my chief role being mate, photographer, blog writer and translator.
Thank you to Susie, Ben and Slim for allowing me the freedom to go. Slim - thanks for your understanding - and next trip you're coming.
Thank you to Tony for giving me the opportunity to visit Morocco again (despite my flippant remarks about the place and its people, it is a wonderful country) and thank you for the care when I was feeling like death warmed up.
The truck was great – 3437 miles at approximately 55/ 60 mph without a problem, working out at 14 mpg (The most 'Frequently Asked' of the Frequently Asked Questions - will take laminated hand-outs next time!)
That’s it…..
FIN
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