El Sardinero

It all began when this time last year dad went off to Spain on the bike, when he came back he was saying how good it was and i decided that i wanted to go the following year. Well that came round quicker than i thought and i finished the work on the Sunday ready for a week and a half off. On the Tuesday morning we were up and getting ready having packed our belongings into boxes that are smaller than the bag i take to work everyday and off we went. The first trip was to Portsmouth, we arrived in good time i have to admit that my bum was some what numb by now, and we went out for lunch with Robyn after the viewing of her lovely new flat which i intend to visit again in the very near future. Unfortunately the boat was delayed for 2 hours due a medical emergency turns out that someone needed to be airlifted off the boat and it had delayed it for 2 hours. We boarded the boat after a long wait to get into the vehicle hold. We found our room which was lovely and i took residence on a top bunk with a view out to sea.

So we were on the boat for 24 hours, we went to the cinema to see the new Pirates of the Caribbean, we ate (a lot), slept, ate and then it was time to get off the boat in Santander. The directions to the hotel were some what limited luckily there was 250 other bikes going to the same hotel! After a small detour we arrived at the hotel, parked in something similar to a military bunker and then made our way to check in. You can imagine what the reception looked like with 500 people trying to check in at once! Our room was lovely and apparently was nicer than the hotel last year. After a quick walk down to the beach that was it bed for the night before the early start the next morning.

Breakfast every day was lovely and consisted of full english, continental, doughnuts, cereal and fresh orange juice. So we ventured out into the mountains every day and drove through some stunning scenery. The roads were awesome, the people were lovely and the bikes were very interesting. We had two formal dinners one was quite uneventful and the other was lets just say interesting... We sat on a table of spanish people who it turns out were with the VIP for the evening and only 1 spoke basic english. It made me realise how bad my spanish is!!!!

The journey home was good, the crossing was smooth and we watched Bridesmaids on the boat, i had forgotten how funny that film was! I'll definitely be going next year and hopefully riding on my own!