All quiet at the cemetery last night. John complained the Wi-Fi connection wasn't very good. Well let's be honest, the local residents didn't really have much call to use it. Today we decided to leave Spain. A drive over the lower reaches of the mountains as we headed towards the border with France was definitely to be classed as, 'do something everyday that scares you', as was the motorway drive around Donostia San Sebastian. Just as we prepared to say 'adios' to Spain we happened upon a fuel station, joined the queue and filled up Margery's tank. Fuel is a lot cheaper in Spain than France. Then it was time to say 'bonjour' Francais. No more Gracias, or ' grassy arse', as Angela's mum used to say, now it would be s'il vous plait, or 'silver plate', another of Angela's mother's attempts at a foreign language. Our destination for tonight was Saint Jean Du Luz on the Atlantic coast.
We've never stopped here before and were looking forward to a stay on a campsite and a walk around the area, and of course yet another glorious sunset, the sky alight with deep colours of orange, red, pink and mauve.
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