20.08.2012 25 °C
Well I'm actually on my way, but not without some last minute nerves I have to say. The pharmacist said it was food poisoning, At first I thought I'd had more wine than I thought at Friday lunch time, but when I was still being very ill at 3o'clock Saturday afternoon I gave in and feebly went into town to Boots pharmacy. Now I'm not too big to admit what I thought (and my Mum thought too, and we know they're always right), which is that it was plain and simply nerves. Although I've been planning this for ages and am incredibly excited, at the end of the day this is a pretty big thing and it appears my brain realised even if my conscious self didn't. Now if my brain was really clever, it would have realised that for me to spend my pre-departure day throwing up, unable to eat or even keep water down, does not a good departure make!
So it was that the Landy was being loaded at 9pm, in the dark. I'm normally incredibly organised and know there's a place for everything, well believe me, as long as there was nothing left on the living room floor and nothing on the verge by the car, I didn't care where in the heck it was, I'd find it when I was feeling better.
Sunday morning I came downstairs to find that Lexi had also been ill several times during the night (now that's what I call empathy ! ) then within half an hour of being on the road I was beeped by a driver near the M25 as I had a flat tyre, so a quick detour to the garage to squirt some air and that was sorted. So if things come in 3's then I'm done, the next 8 weeks will be trouble free, yeah right :-)
I whizzed through France, poodled through Belgium and settled down for the night in Holland (and had my first meal in 2 days, yippee). The heat! now that I was not prepared for and obviously neither was Lexi, who begrudgingly got back in the car after our second stop. I mean I'm going to Norway, I hardly thought I needed to get my air con repaired, sorry Lexi :-(