120. Wailing from the awning

CONIL DE LA FRONTERA, CADIZ, SPAIN

Woke this morning to the sounds of a distressed Audrey in the awning with a headache and saying she was feeling sick. This was obviously a concern in light of her diabetes. Finally managed to bully her into testing, the last thing she wanted to do considering how she was feeling, and very relieved to learn that it wasn't a blood sugar issue. A little later she threw up in a bowl and, like one does, felt much better. The result was another day at base camp.

Was stunned to observe, on the way to attending Audrey that the door mat was still wet 😠. Turns out, the Nile has two sources. The external water fitting that also has the charcoal filter had developed a hairline crack, too small to see by eye, and was happily dripping away.

Removed it from the Giantavan and using a bit of longer hose it is now dangled below the caravan where it can drip to its hearts content till its eBay replacement arrives.

As we were based here for the day more laundry ensued.  The photo below is for my amusement at Roman's gloves. Roman spent much of the day with Edward, a little boy here with his parents, Matthew and Claire who were meant to join us for dinner this evening but Audrey being sick scuppered that. Maybe tomorrow.