John is unwell, which is not really surprising as Angela has felt under the weather for almost a week. So our planned departure from Gibraltar today stalled. Angela's not surprised we've been unwell. Morocco was a bit full on. The stress, and lack of sleep would never make a good mix, and our bodies have reacted to this. Lunchtime, Angela walked over to the rock of Gibraltar. Her timing was wrong to venture out as the sun was high in the sky, but we needed some medication from a pharmacy and she preferred to visit a British one, where she knew they would stock the items she required. She also had been very keen for us to return to Europe when she couldn't control her coughing over the last two days.
At the Spanish border she once again had to go through the rigmarole of being scanned and having her fingerprints taken. And upon her return, once again on the Spanish side she had to repeat the whole process. We have been in Spain less than twenty four hours and three times Angela's had to go through the process. What a right carry on! No wonder there are delays at ferry ports and airports! And the most annoying thing at today's border crossings, the Spanish were just waved straight through on the U.K. side! So while John spent the afternoon sleeping Angela looked into our return route back to France, avoiding mountains. As it goes at the moment, she thinks she'll have to drive Marge. So while we sit and wait to see what our next move will be, here are some figures from our Moroccan trip to bore you with, or perhaps even interest some of you. £305.20 was spent on fuel, thank goodness it was cheap! Our twenty eight overnight stays cost £222.90, which equated to an average of just less than £8.00 a night. These costs we will miss. To stay here at Gibraltar marina it is £13.00 a night.
When John feels better, Angela will ask him if he knows how many 'terrifying miles', we drove whilst in Morocco. There's one thing for sure, we don't miss driving with the Moroccans daily. The Spanish however might not be happy about driving alongside Marge, particularly with Angela at the wheel! A final thought to leave you with tonight. Is the man parked in front of Marge aware he's at the marina car park? Thank goodness Marge isn't easily offended. We are. There's a time and a place for very tight beachwear!










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