So the road trip plan is going on – and on – and on. I am the culprit. I could organise I piss up in a brewery but other than that organising anything confuses my brain completely.
I need to drive from Edinburgh to Barcelona by car.
I can’t fly. It’s not that I don’t want to. I can’t so I have no choice.
So I look at the map.
I can see where I am and where I want to go but how do you plan it?
How do you know where to stop?
When to stop?
How many miles you can realistically drive on a day to day in a right hand drive car in France or Spain?
A pal told me I need a breathalyser – thanks I said – no he meant legally in France you must have two in the car. Oh. OK
Also on the list are two high viz jackets.
Where do you get those? I said arriving to buy some tea lights from IKEA and instantly stumbling into a huge pile of high viz jackets for about 90p each. Weird.
But as it’s IKEA not only is it weird – its a bargain.
Though I do get distracted with why one earth do IKEa sell high viz jackets?
Is it for people who fall asleep half way through building a flat pack so their family don’t trip over their prone exhausted bodies as they go about their business. Anyway it was a happy coincidence whatever the reason.
So I bought 2 for me and 2 for him and so he got the breathalysers so all we need now is the route.
Even the drive to Dover is confusing.
Drive all the way in a day or stop over somewhere and if so where?
Or get a ferry from Newcastle?
And so it goes on so prevarication wins out as usual.
Speaking of which it’s Good Friday – Happy Easter – I am off to stuff my chops with chocolate eggs in the hope the rush of sugar to the brain will effect a shift in my capacity to plan…