Leaving Morocco and loved ones
Five landrovers were now down to three, heading home with mixed feelings. We recalled the long slog overland down through France and Spain, overland adventure still to come.
A short hop to Tangier Med and the ferry to Algeciras revealed good views of majestic Gibraltar.
Leaving Morocco behind felt strange. So much preparation and hard work to get there, now departing. Would any of us return?
Little time to reflect, we headed off to Malaga to drop off yet more of our crew. Susan and Patrick, Heather and Dianne were flying home. Big hugs and sighs saw them safely return home, whilst we turned our heads northwards towards Madrid and beyond.
In truth, this day was to be a slog which would alter our return overland philosophy.
A future more relaxed visit to Spain entered our heads as we once more enjoyed spectacular snow-capped views of the Sierra Nevada and the vista of Granada. ITV never looked better!
Filling with fuel for the umpteenth time, dirhams gave way to euros, and prices doubled from 60p a litre in Morocco. At the station, a reminder of the reliability of our old land land rovers as two more modern vehicles were having to be carried out.
Some light relief at the end of a long long day was required, with Robin preparing an ageing pair of melons for our delectation.
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