Still Day Two: do you think we should have left earlier?

Perfect!

Leaving La Rochelle after our leisurely breakfast, we tootled down towards Spain and our next site, San Sebastian.  Once again we were lapped by Screwballers in masks, camouflage and assorted themes.  We didn't mind a bit.  We were full of coffee and croissants, the weather was glorious, we had a tank full of petrol, two full back up cans in the boot and we were confident that we would be pitched and have time to chill out and stroll around San Sebastian for a few hours in no time.

We stopped to refill with petrol, this time enjoying the experience of driving up to the pump and turning off the engine without having to run a relay with petrol cans.

Could that be the "one road in and out"?

Our sat nav was once again trusted with the address of our destination.  That was a mistake.  Once again Emily decided on the scenic route and we ended up taking several wrong turns before finally ringing Marshall James to get some help.  He helpfully said "Just go straight into San Sebastian.  There's only one road in and out.  Take that and it will lead you to the campsite."  Yeah right.  

Twenty minutes later we were still 'touring' around San Sebastian - which, by the way, seemed like the sort of place where you don't go out unless fully made up, manicured and in the most up to the minute fashion.  Mandy and I felt completely at home.  

It became obvious that the residents that were seeing us drive up the same one way system for a second or third time were not, as we previously believed, looking at us with admiration and awe.  No.  It was more the look of vultures waiting for their prey to break down.  San Sebastian was also where we both vented our feelings on bad road signs.  You see the name of the city or town you want,  off you drive in that direction.  After a couple of minutes you come to a roundabout or crossroads and ... rien, nada, it's gone, disappeared into thin air.  From this point you have to guess which road to take.  Hence, the mileage indicated by our route maps each day could only be considered a very rough guide.

Finally we found the road out.  The sun was setting and we were eager to get to the site before dark.  We made it, just.  

It was here we realised that early starts are essential if you're covering 400+ miles a day at a maximum speed of 70mph - and many more at much less.