14 June…we delayed crossing the French/Spanish border until it was a bit cooler, for the sake of the animals. We were excited about getting to Gandesa and having a really good dinner at the Comedor. But we arrived a in the middle of a wedding reception of more than 300 guests! Car park full of 4x4s and very pissed guests bowling around! Umpteen small people running around eating ice cream!
I said to M that 20 years ago it would have been a carpark full of little red Seats that would not start, so there’s prosperity for you. Then, in the corner of the carpark, there was a little red Seat with a bunch of tipsys pushing it out of the carpark!
Oh joy – had to park up the road then move back at midnight when they started to thin out.
And the Comedor was closed (obviously), so peanut butter sarnies for supper – and we had given away the bread! So garage brioches instead!
Below you’ll see two of our current charges — snoring in their sleep. They’re Kune Kune piglets who’re going to their new home to mow the lawn.