A7 - Tanking

The road from Barcelona down is like the A1 to Cranwell goes on for ever and your never quite sure of where you are on it.

 

We have bounced from service station to service station as we require things like fuel / food / a rest.  From looking at the worldmap on the laptop we discount several of the original overnights and keep going till we hit a signed rest area.

 

Humour had become very thin at that point (very thin).  We decide to stop and get ourselves a room. We have done 1564Km since leaving Portsmouth in 25 hrs. It got stupid but the following day neither of us are sure why!!!!!

 

We had just sat down to some universally bad motorway serivces food when 3/4 of the spanish teams arrrive for coffee and recognise us.  Glad they did as I dont recongise myself at this point.  They are pushing on for at least another 300 Km that night. We are having problems doing the 300 m to the room!! We only chat for a short time as we feel like poop on a stick.  WIll catch up with them again in Sotogrande.