My "Saharagelber" 300TD

Around 3am we were close to St Sebastian, there we filled her up and went on, but in fact I was pretty tired again. ‘I’ll never do it this way again!’ I thought. Until now travelling was never so slow as this time. Somewhere around 3 o’clock we stopped at a parking along the highway again,
Set up the rooftent again and went to bed. After some terrible hours of sleep again I was disappointed. The whole night people stopped and talked so loud as if they meant to wake us up or something. A truck was standing with its engine running, probably to sleep with the airco on.

A bad night of rest, people were making noise all night. A silly trucker had his airco on all night, so HE was able to sleep.

In the morning a W123 stood next to us. Destination: Morocco! Lots of the moroccan people still use the W123, often they sell them up there.

Great! I told Melissa I did not expect to arrive in Africa soon if I was not able to get any rest. Somewhere around 10:30am we woke up, luckily there was a shower in the restaurant and we freshed ourselves.

Hitting lots of kilometers

Even more kilometers

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Ramon, was very relaxed, 10 years old and already a good traveller, not complaining and cheerful all the time. At 7pm, 540km further (200km north of Cordoba) we bought some food for us and for the Benz (38L vegetable oil, then the shelves were empty) at a small supermarket and cooked ourselves some dinnner, a great spinach soup ‘a la Melissa’.

A stop somewhere in Spain

Having a break

Enjoying a nice meal Melissa made: Spinach soup!

At 10pm we departed again for some hours and then again, I was tired of getting tired, but as we’re not in a hurry and safetey is important, we stopped again and I threw my sleeping bag on the ground and again tried to get some sleep, it was around midnight and we were already close to the coast of the south of Spain.

Taking a nap..