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Date |
Camp Site |
GPS |
Distance Today |
Meals |
Weather |
Near Ludlow, Shropshire
County, England |
8 January
2004 |
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Rainy & Cold |
“I spent a month
in Southampton one week…”
Connie came to the conclusion that many of
the homeless people on the streets of Southampton, England were in fact
travelers who had come to collect a shipment from overseas and have been
waiting, in some cases for decades, for the well-oiled machinery of
customs to perform it’s machinations. After our third day wandering the
streets in the same clothes, we too began to feel and smell like these
wayward drifters in search of their long lost possessions.
After waiting out Monday and Tuesday,
hoping for things to happen naturally, we took matters into our own hands
on Wednesday and delivered each bit of paper in person to its appropriate
recipient. This cost a packet in cab fare, but did seem to move the
process along a bit. By Thursday afternoon we were finally told that our
container was ready to be unpacked. We ran (almost literally) to the
location our container had been dropped, and discovered our vehicles
upright and still in one piece!
With great excitement we re-connected the
batteries, started them up and drove them out of the container. We
immediately hit the road and made the four-hour drive to Ludlow, where we
are the guests of Liz and Tony Jackson, Graham’s parents. We will be
spending the next few days tracking down some last minute parts required
for the vehicles and making final preparations.
We hope to begin our journey south toward
the “dark continent” by the end of next week. After 2 weeks of typical
British mid-winter rain and overcast skies, we are looking forward to some
Moroccan sun! |
Loading the Rovers into the container in Colorado Unloading in Southampton, England
On land, upright and all in one piece!
Loading the Rovers into the container in Colorado
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Updated Information
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Date |
Camp Site |
GPS |
Distance Today |
Meals
Wads, fish & chips |
Weather |
Portsmouth, UK |
17 January 2004 |
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50°48’34.7”N
1°0’25.8”W |
233.9km |
Sunny & 50 (F) degrees |
We have finally embarked on our journey toward
Africa. What’s done on the vehicles is done, and what’s not done doesn’t
need to be done. We departed Graham’s parents’ home in Ludlow at 2pm to
make the four hour drive to Portsmouth to catch our ferry to the France.
We drove onto the ferry at 10:00pm. We stayed awake long enough to watch
England disappear in our wake, then went to bed for some much needed sleep
after a long day of packing and loading. |
Updated Information
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Date |
Camp Site |
GPS |
Distance Today |
Meals
Curry fettucini with mussels |
Weather |
Serris, France |
18 January 2004 |
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48°51’15.8”N
2°46’27.6”W |
229.5km |
Sunny & 40 (F) degrees |
We were rudely awoken on the ferry this
morning at 7 am after a restless night on a pitching boat. We finally
found the route to Paris from La Havre, only to have to turn back to get
Euros to pay the tolls along the way. We arrived in Serris (about 30km
outside of Paris) at about noon. We plan to spend two nights here and do
some sightseeing in Paris tomorrow. |
Graham and Connie, Graham’s parents Liz and Tony, and their banana peel eating dog, Jake in Ludlow
Getting ready to depart from Ludlow
In line for the ferry in Portsmouth
Trucks drive on to the ferry first
Crossing the Seine River near La Havre, France
Graham and Connie, Graham’s parents Liz and Tony, and their banana peel eating dog, Jake in Ludlow
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Updated Information
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Date |
Camp Site |
GPS |
Distance Today:
0 |
Meals
Miscellaneous restaurants plus one
hotel-room picnic |
Weather |
Odometer: 463.4km |
Serris, France |
19-20 January
2004 |
Hotel De Eleysee |
48°51’15.8”N
2°46’27.6”W |
Rainy & 40 (F) |
The team split up on Monday, with Graham and
Connie visiting Disneyland Paris (which was wet and cold and fabulous, and
Connie couldn’t stop grinning the whole day) and Jen and Witt going into
Paris for some sightseeing, visiting the Paris must-see attractions, the
Louvre, the Eiffel Tower, the Arc De Triumphe, and the Notre Dame
cathedral.
A less-often-visited Paris attraction, the
embassy of the Republic of Niger, proved to be a worthwhile stop, and we
decided to spend an extra day in Paris to get a visa for Niger,
potentially saving us going out of our way to get the visa in Ghana.
Having had enough of 3.50 Euro coffees,
(exacerbated by a US dollar at it’s weakest point ever against the Euro)
we visited the “Hypermarche” near our hotel. The place was like a Wal-Mart
on steroids, selling everything from cheese and wine to auto parts. We
found a good selection of French wines selling for about the same as the
aforementioned Café au Lait, so we stocked up. We purchased fruit, bread,
and cheese to complete a fine meal in our room, with several bottles of
wine left over for future consumption. |
Jen in front of the Notre Dame Cathedral
“I’ve been sitting here for centuries, and the view seldom changes”
Only 8,705km to go (as the crow flies)
Jen in front of the Notre Dame Cathedral
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Updated Information
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Date |
Camp Site or Accommodations |
GPS |
Distance Today: 773km |
Meals
Finest French roadside cuisine (rest
stop grub) |
Weather |
Pamiers, France |
21 January
2004 |
Hotel Rocade |
43°07.419’N
1°37.699’W |
Odometer:1236km |
Rainy & 50 (F) degrees
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We departed Paris for what would hopefully be
warmer climates further south. Our route consisted exclusively of
motorways (interstate highway) and it rained for most of the day. We
decided to get off the highways for awhile and make a trip through the
tiny country of Andorra, and ended out about 40km south of Toulouse,
France, when we decided to stop for the night at a very strange hotel in
Pamiers. One of Witt and Jen’s tires developed a leak (after having been
recently repaired in England) that was discovered earlier in the day. The
first order of business on arriving at the Rocade hotel was to switch the
tire for one of the spares. The hotel mascot was a puppy in his “biting”
phase who insisted on gnawing at our ankles as we checked in. The
proprietor seemed to find this perfectly acceptable and we were left to
fend off the little menace on our own. |
Updated Information
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Date |
Camp Site or Accommodations |
GPS |
Distance Today: 527km |
Meals
Hotel buffet |
Weather |
Peńiscola, Spain (no,
really, that’s what it’s called) |
22 January
2004 |
Aparthotel Acuazure |
40°21.551’N
0°23.968’E |
Odometer: 1763km |
Sunny & 55 (F) degrees
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After breakfast at the Rocade, we checked out
of the hotel. This was quite an involved process that included the puppy
trying to eat Jen’s fleece. She extracted it from his mouth, but not
without him leaving a couple of holes in the garment. We headed south, and
as soon as we started climbing into the mountains the sky cleared and we
saw the sun for the first time in what seems like months. The road took us
from ~200m in elevation in Pamiers to a pass at about 2000m. The views
from the road were stunning, with vast fields of powder just waiting to be
poached. Jen and Witt were longing for their skis. After crossing into
Andorra and over the pass, we drove through several small ski villages,
one of which boasted the “Aspen bar” and the “Colorado Tex Mex grille.” We
thought that we could sell our Colorado license plates for quite a bit
here… We descended through the decidedly unattractive city of Andorra La
Vella and entered Spain a short while later. One of the attractions of
Andorra is that it doesn’t have any sales tax, which is pretty significant
when compared with the 19.1% charged in neighboring France. Diesel was
selling for .56 Euros per liter ($1.69/gallon), as compared with .90 Euros
($2.72/gallon) in France. Needless to say, we filled our tanks. Even so, a
full tank cost us about $65. Our first stop in Spain was La Seu d’Urgell
where we had a quick picnic lunch of the bread and cheese we bought in
Paris. It was great just to be able to stand in the sun! After lunch it
was back to the motorway and on to Barcelona where we picked up the
Mediterranean coast. We picked a town at random and pulled off to find a
place to spend the night. Peńiscola is a resort town during the summer,
and in January we had a hard time finding an open hotel. We eventually got
a room for 100 Euros for the four of us that has a huge balcony facing the
sea. And, for an extra 5 euros (for all four of us) they let us poach the
buffet set out for the senior group staying at the hotel. The food wasn’t
great, but for 5 euros, who cares? It was great seeing the mountains and
snow this morning and falling asleep to the sound of waves crashing
tonight! |
Climbing up the pass to Andorra
Sunrise in Peńiscola, Spain
Beachfront hotels, Peńiscola, Spain
Climbing up the pass to Andorra
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Updated Information
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Date |
Camp Site or Accommodations |
GPS |
Distance Today: 668km |
Meals
Boccadillos |
Weather |
Near Adra, Spain |
23 January
2004 |
Roadside Hotel |
36°47.243’N
2°44.243’W |
Odometer: 2441km |
Sunny & 70 (F) degrees
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We spent the day on the Spanish autopiste
along the Mediterranean coast. The green truck has developed a disturbing
shudder in the steering at about 55mph. We’ll need to look into that at
some point. We drove until almost dark and stayed at a roadside hotel.
Each hotel room was equipped with it’s own garage (kind of scary), but of
course our vehicles would not fit.
Sunset from the autopiste |
Updated Information
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Date |
Camp Site or Accommodations |
GPS |
Distance Today: 278km |
Meals
Paella |
Weather |
Near Marbella, Spain |
24 January
2004 |
Roadside Hotel |
36°23.493’N
5°12.309’W |
Odometer: 2719km |
Sunny & 70 (F) degrees
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The autopiste ended shortly after we started
this morning, leaving us on a secondary road that hugged the coastline and
passed through many seaside towns. It was much slower going, but more
attractive. We stopped in one such town and had the oil changed in both
trucks. Afterward we found a beautiful spot for lunch overlooking the
Mediterranean. We drove on to Marabella where we stopped to have a look at
the wheel alignment on the green truck. It was out of alignment and we
spent some time adjusting it. At the same time we found an internet café
and Graham and Connie went grocery shopping. According to guidebook,
Marbella is the “place to be” on the Spanish Mediterranean coast. We saw
lots fancy cars and fancy boats. We ended out staying in Marbella until
dark, so we found a hotel and went out for some Paella. We found a hotel
just outside of town. |
Africans come to Spain to buy European goods. Overloaded van heading back to Morocco.
Spaniards making use of renewable engergy
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On to Morocco! |
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