Having found our way back to a main road after our trek across an agricultural wilderness, we head out past Motril - not a photogenic town from a distance.

We left the UK on the Wednesday and here we are on the Saturday, the day when we arrive at our new home! Jaén had been deliberately chosen for the last night of our road trip...

OK, where had we got to?  The last major leg of our journey south to our new home in Andalucia.  

Today was the first day during which I managed to stop briefly.  Since collecting the van almost a week ago, we have not really had a chance to take stock.  

We both slightly dreaded arriving at our hotel in Segovia.  Our van was long and we have driven around many Spanish towns where streets can be narrow and steep...

The drive from Bilbao to Segovia was gorgeous.  This was our first visit to northern Spain, but so much has been said and written about its rugged and green beauty and all of it is true.

Last minute ‘stuff’ thrown in the van, we were ready to go!

I am writing this retrospectively, now that we have arrived at our home for the next year, so this is a bit of a memory of our journey from the UK to Andalusia.  

We have just spent our last weekend in the UK before we embark on our adventure, and it has been a very (unexpectedly) emotional one.

In our last post, I mentioned, in passing, that we had not yet secured a tenant for our London home.  In the dim and distant past, I used to be involved in property, so I know how estate agents operate and I know how much they are criticised.  Sadly, much of the criticism, from my recent experience, is justified!