Read part 1 here.

Well when I last got the chance to submit an article I had a speedy internet connection but alas here ont he Costa Blanca that has been something that was slow in arriving lol unlike us!

Well, we left the safety of the mother in laws house in Kent and began the drive towards who knows what?? But it was strange as we drove further and further from the house we felt more relaxed and more excited at the same time.

But in the back of my head the fact we had virtually no money and few possesions kept nagging at me! What were we doing???

So to calm my already medicated high blood pressure I said to myself in my head thousands of times "treat it like an adventure, like a holiday"  I rationaled.   My mother in law said she would pay for the ferry tickets back to Ireland if we fell on our faces.

We travelled through France stopping at friends along the way and we joke now "ah remember the time you took me to Paris" we used the ring road in rush hour evening traffic, ate M&Ms and drank coke from the same bottle whilst hurling abuse at the Sat Nav!! How romantic eh??

We did however see through the pollution the Eiffel Tower all lit up!! Thats as romantic as it got for us, I think we will have to re-visit Paris if only to get some more romantic memories than M&Ms & Coke and ring roads!!

We drove through the Pyrenees at night through heavy snow 12ft high on the sides of the road in places but remarkably the road was clear and we never faltered. Our little "looser cruiser" now christened Lucy mototred her way along reliably withour an ounce of trouble. Although we had no speedo for much of the journey, we figured if we did get up over 90kph any cop whether French or Spanish would surely applaude us for getting such speeds from a car so, err, handicapped shall we say.

We passed Barcelona in the early morning as the suburbs were fighting their way to work in the city. Horns honked fists waved but we were smiling & so relaxed they must have thought we were loonies letting everyone cut us up!! One guy leaned on the horn behind us infuriated we were being so accomodating I was glad we had a huge GB sticker on the back, my Iirsh identity truly under cover! lol.

From Barcelona onwards it got warmer and warmer and we peeled off layers of cardigans, hoodies, shirts etc until we reached Alicante were we were in t-shirts! We hadnt stopped bar for food at the services and Stewart took his first sleep from Benidorm to Alicante.  When you woke up and wired to the moon again he took the last streach of driving and we arrived in La Zenia at 1pm here at last!!!

We un-loaded the car in 10 minutes.  It was then I realised I had brought so little with me!! The first thing we did was make the bed we then went to our local German restaurant Alejandros for pizza and a bottle of wine in the sun in February.  MAGIC!!
We went home at 5pm watched TV in bed and fell asleep at 6.30pm!!! We had made it down safe but absolutley exhausted from not only the journey but from the months of horrible times we had, from all we had lost, exhausted from all we had suffered.