Friday, March 18, 2016

ON THE ROAD

I drove through France fairly quickly.   Very few camping places are open and everything looks brown still. Too early for fresh green leaves.   Eventually found an open camp about half way down, there was a cold wind but Brandy is snug

Yesterday delighted to reach the Basque area.  Villages of white houses with red roof's and red trim.  The trees are pollarded so skilfully that they look like stark sculptures raising their limbs haphazardly in all directions.   Yet in summer they are in full leaf again.
Yesterday I drove until late.  No sign of camps or open hotels anywhere along my road.  I did sometimes go off following signs to villages without luck.  Finally got directions to a soul-less IBIS and slept like a log.
Today drove through the lovely St Jean de Luz.  Tempting to stop there but do want to reach Portugal soon so headed for Pamplona and Salamanca.   These parts look like Switzerland or ski villages in Austria.  The meadows area velvet green and there's still snow on the tops of mountains and valleys.  The houses scattered here and there could be easily chalets in the Sud Tyrol as could the gurgling streams of clear turbulent water with littles white caps swirling around rocks.   Love it
Now just after a big Spanish lunch at a popular truck stop.  Trying to be sensible and ordered water although a bottle of wine comes with the meal for the same price😊

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