Day 62 - what time is it??

It turns out our camp site was right next to Porto airport so from about 6am we had planes taking off and landing every few minutes….

Somehow the hairy one slept past her normal wake up time and as 6:30 rolled around she was still asleep. It’s a shame both Charlie and I were awake and we both needed a wee, so we got up.

It was a rainy morning, so we pretty much got up, had breakfast, did the washing up. I started to pack away the van and Charlie walked to the local supermarket for some rolls so we could make a lunch to take with us.

We opted not to go for a big walk in the rain, but Marla had a wander around the camp while I finished the van stuff.

We headed off mid morning, back through the cobblestone town from yesterday…. one quick stop as we could hear our cans of Rockstar rolling around in the fridge - we meant to have them up front with us for an energy boost.

It was quite busy on the road as we skirted Porto again and made our way to the motorway. One we were on the main roads, it was clear sailing.

We gained a lot of elevation today, there were a lot of bridges and tunnels - one tunnel was over 5km long and when we popped out the other side, we were in the clouds! I had to figure out where my fog lights were for the first time.

Not long after this the ad blu light came on…. Oops. One to sort tomorrow when we stop for petrol.

We stopped at a couple of motorway services on the way to try and have a leg stretch and take Marla out - unfortunately a couple had works going on as were very limited in parking space, and more importantly green space.

We crossed into Spain and the roads were instantly very different. Gone were the dual carriageway smooth roads and here come the single, awfully paved roads… it still amazes me the amount of people who overtake me when I’m doing the speed limit (and maybe a tiny bit over…) they are absolutely flying past - and it’s not just the odd person, it’s everyone.

Our destination this afternoon is a site we’ve been to already on this trip. Camping El Astral.
We did try to book somewhere else, but all the other options we spotted were closed for the winter now.

We arrived at about 3:30 Spanish time (when we crossed the boarder the clocks changed again). We took Marla for a walk along the tracks and the sandy pine forest that’s over the road from us. She was having an amazing time rolling around in all the sand and playing with the pine cones.

After she had her dinner, we all popped over to the restaurant where we sat outside and had a few beverages and the four cheese pizza, followed by a Maxibon.

Back in the van for the evening, we watched some Gone Fishing and I worked on Charlie’s blanket some more.

Another travel day again tomorrow - so an early night for us tonight.

Edit - just before going to bed we had a small accident. The kitchen scales in the dog food drawer went bye bye and disappeared down the back of the drawer. Not a problem, I’ll pull the drawer out. But wait - it doesn’t come out. WTF?? We could just about see the scales, somehow there’s a gap under the drawers where the hot air heating comes out and it landed down there. Cue 20 mins of using a multitude of tools to try and prop the scales up so I could reach them. Hammer wasn’t bendy enough, the socket wrench has an end on that we need to change the tyre, so we didn’t want to risk losing that too… finally a Joseph Joseph plastic serving spoon did the job. Charlie managed to manhandle the scales where I could just about reach them and then did some jiggery pokery to pull them out. My wrists are going to be so bruised tomorrow!Leggi altro