Boxing Day Leftovers

We’re **still** on the same campsite. That’s a record 4 days in one place.

Weather: shorts and fleece. Another day of sun and no clouds. Starting to get blasé about the wonderful weather, although it’s only likely to stay like this or get better as we move down to the Med. Bring it on!

The gang of six is down to four. Tina and Chris have headed off on a mammoth drive to Malaga to pick up Chris’ son Harry. It was a truly great and extraordinary xmas, spent skyping family (lovely to see everyone), talking, drinking, BBQing, playing on the beach and burning copius amounts of pine cones. Hundreds of ’em. Oh, and some bad Ukelele playing!

Instead of the usual Boxing Day leftovers, Charlie decided to go native and sourced himself a chicken foot to munch on, much to my amusement (and that of the locals) and to Ju’s disgust. The rest of us had a BBQ. As I wrote that I realised it no longer seems weird that we’re having BBQs at the end of December. Maybe we’re going native too.

Apart from eating, it’s been a day of doing a few jobs. Ju’s been camped out in the site laundry room, while I spent hours trying to work out what’s wrong with the cab heater. No joy. I took out the fan and connected it straight to the battery; runs fine. Tried removing all the relays one by one but none of them seemed to be being used. Eventually I gave up. We’ve only needed it once on the past couple of months anyway, so we’ll find a garage to get it sorted.

So, with Xmas over it’s time to move on and find somewhere for New Year’s Eve. Lisbon’s just around the corner from here, but we’re thinking of something more intimate, a smaller town on the coast. We’re even thinking of skipping Lisbon completely, as big cities, motorhomes and dogs don’t seem to mix very well. It’s also quite a liberating feeling that we can really do *what the hell we please*, ignoring guidebooks and lists of ‘must see’ places, buildings and things.

To everyone back home: if you’re working between now and new year, I hope you don’t get too bored. If you’re not, have a great time, and have a lunchtime real ale for me, I’m missing the stuff.

Today’s video clip (probably the last for a while as today’s our last WiFi day for a while): Charlie’s so tired. He’s spent the past 3 days on extreme food snaffling duty, running into everyone’s motorhome trying to grab as much food as possible.

Cheers, Jason