The Road From Bilbao


Lottie Nevin - The Red House Diaries

The first roundabout we encountered outside the Port of Bilbao proved something of a challenge. Just for the record, we went around it 10 times.
‘The road map, Lottie, where’s the bloody road map?’ ‘ I don’t know! I thought you’d put it in the car?’ ‘NO! You said, that you were putting it into the car before we left’ ‘Well I must have forgotten it then because it’s not here’ ‘Oh for God’s sake woman!’

Irishman pulled over and stopped the car. It was 7.30am and still dark. We were already bickering and we’d only been on Spanish soil for 10 minutes. He dragged his laptop out from the back, lit a cigarette and started flouncing about on the keyboard.
‘Here!’ he said shoving the laptop into my hands ‘at least one of us had the foresight to look the directions up on Google Maps first’ and with that…

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2 thoughts on “The Road From Bilbao

  1. 😉 Thank you, Puffin. Glad you enjoyed it. We did a re-run of the Bilbao roundabout this week, almost 6 months to the day since I wrote that post. Yes, you’ve guessed right, not only did we still have to go round it 10 times again but this time we got hopelessly got lost afterwards. You should have heard the marital squabbles!! 😀

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    1. I can just imagine! Depending on how long this hideous impasse continues, I’m sure I will be re-blogging more of your posts but I thought this one was a great introduction to your Spanish life. Now I’m going to read the one you have just posted but don’t expect a comment – Samsung keyboard is grotesque. Now if my iPhone was working….

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