The long slog day. Confusion reigns first thing. First there is then there isn’t a brief we seem to have more briefs no briefs than Marks & Sparks underwear department. For some reason our sat navs don’t like Monaco not expensive enough.Our departure is staggered we don’t want to grid lock the principality. Onto the A8 and the mile munching begins 400 miles to consume oh well best get comfy. Overtaken by a Red Bull mini how we wish we could use his wings. We while away the hours by taking pictures of other rally cars. Tis important to stay hydrated so regular wee, coffee and fuel stops. We catch up with team Mike who have a new pastime of wife swapping and speed dating oh what fun can we join in please. Passed by super efficient Johnny Bravo group but catch them at the toll booths due to there lack of toll tags ( it was mentioned before we set off). Because of having a toll tag we play Scooby Dooby Doo where are you as we wait for Chez and Stoker to catch us up. On and o
n miles eaten up we reach our destination hotel in Girona. Quick splash and dash then into the old city for Tapas yum yum. Great evening good company great meal fantastic banter.