We leave our lovely villa (where did that week go???) with it’s majestic mountain views and all the comforts of home. The villa’s white rendered walls, wrought iron window bars, stone paved courtyard and two storey design made us feel we had really tasted Spain. We drive north leaving the Costa Daurada part the Costa Brava into the South of France along the French Riviera.
We have made up our own names for the Spanish coast (as one does) like the Costa Plenty, Costa Lota, Costa Moucho, Costa Armanalega, enough already??? We must be getting hard up for things to do in the car!!! Back in France it’s the street names that Mark liked to corrupt; Rue de Remarks, Rue De Noises etc!
According to Tom, our sat nav friend, it is a 13 ½ hr drive to Terni in Italy and we’ve allowed 4 days. That’s 13 hours via the toll ways or 26 not using them. You do pay for the motorways tho, its nothing to hand over 10 to 15 euros (16 to 24 AUD) so we keep a pocketful of change in car!
Crossing the border between France and Spain is not a bother either way. It involves slowing down through what looks like toll booths where armed guards take a cursory glance into the car. You do see some cars pulled over undergoing a thorough search but generally everyone’s sailing through and there is no need for passports.
For the first time we have trouble finding accommodation and its after dark when we arrive in St Germaine, 130k’s from Nice, at the Hotel Plaisance. It’s our last night in France so we go out for dinner; another story!!! When in France don’t order Steak Tartare! After sending the raw meat doughnut with the raw egg in middle back to be cooked I ended up actually paying for a rissole and chips! I knew of this raw meat dish and really kicked myself for not looking out for it and avoiding it! Tired from a long days travelling though made me a little careless!
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