Caught Up In A War Zone!!

After two restful days it was time to head west along the northern coast of Spain.
We had only gone a couple of k’s when we came across an obstruction…

No worries  we are in no hurry but the cars were squeezing past …

The coast road is just superb, we stopped at a couple of lookouts……

…to check out the views (not too shabby!) …

At Deba (another seaside town) there was a triathlon going on, so we were held up for about an hour.  The chap in the blue shirt was getting very irate with the officials – waving his arms around like nobody’s business !!

Very fit buggers these triatheletes …

There we are, fourth vehicle back …

Mostly the people seem to live in flats in these parts …

The scenery just gets better and better …

We drove into Laredo, where there were a lot of tents and people dressed up in period costume in the town centre park …

Bombo said, ‘this looks interesting’….little did he know!
 
We parked up just on the outskirts of town in a very flash neighbourhood and walked back along the prom towards the town centre …
 
Apparently they were having an re-enactment of the war between Spain and France a few hundred years ago. There were a lot of street bars and stalls with the staff dressed up for the occasion …

We thought we would sit on the bench with our newly bought, big fat pizza slices and watch the goings on.  What we forgot about of course is that with a re-enactment there is a lot of gunfire and explosions … Bombo  wasn’t too bad but Sammie was terrified.

They wrapped up our pizzas and we hot footed it off to the beach away from the noise, where the dogs were a lot happier but Sammie hadn’t quite forgiven us yet …
 
All the pavements had this pattern on them that played games with your eyes, the pavement is actually dead flat!
 
We left Laredo and carried on driving … once again Laredo is dominated by flats …

Sammie was still shaking so was comforted by Elaine for the rest of the trip …

Not all the scenery is stunning …

We stopped for the night at Comillas.  We noticed quite a lot of motorhomes parked on the seafront car park, so we joined them.  There are no signs saying there is no parking plus it is right outside the cop shop so its all good, plus it’s free.  I would add that it is very very quiet at the moment so I think these small towns and villages really don't mind the motorhomes overnighting.

Oh look, there is Bombo on a sea wall now that's novel …

It’s a nice little village with a lovely beach …

That's us on the far left …

Nice little harbour and bar …

 
As I type this it is Saturday night and the village is deserted apart from the motorhomes!!

Here is Elaine’s map point for today … the fluffy pen marks the spot !!
 
Miles clocked up since we left the boat and left Stone on 17 April 2014 = 1331
We have averaged 31 miles per hour
We have been driving for 52.39 hours
We have averaged 22.6 miles per gallon
Locks done: zero !