Road trip to Spain
We're two hours from our campsite on the Costa Brava having left home exactly 24 hours ago. It's seems like madness to drive to Spain and yet that's what we're doing for a fortnight to be split between the coast and the mountains. It's Easter bank holiday weekend and initially we could only get a 10.20pm Eurotunnel crossing on Good Friday. Checking back from time to time we were lucky enough to spot an 8.20pm slot but nothing any earlier ever materialised. With such a huge distance to cover we decided to push our luck and we arrived four hours early at the Folkestone Eurotunnel terminal hoping they'd let us through but worried we'd be turned away. We no longer have the credit card the booking was made with - keeping the old card was something we just didn't consider when a new card came - and so we couldn't go through the automated check in. If we were going to get told off for being so early, an actual human was going to do it. Ob