Journey part two.
To continue from last evening….After I had attended to a little bathroom break as the ‘Mericans call it and my bearded one had attended to the needs of my short kennel, we left the service station and set off to our evening destination of The Montermosa, one of our favourite stop overs just half an hour away.
This is when it went a bit awry! After refuelling, my bearded one gently pulled out onto the quite busy main road, aware of the oncoming traffic, he slid into what he assumed was a rather narrow slip road. As it turned out, it was not a slip road, he was squeezed onto the inside of the hard shoulder and travelling quite slowly, the better to enable the fast-approaching traffic to pass. One of these was a police car, and it did not pass!
Instead, it pulled in behind us we both stopped. It contained two large uniformed, gun-toting, bearded occupants. One leant unnecessarily on the horn of his car while the other played a tune on a siren and flashed some pretty blue lights, adding some gestures quite confusing my bearded one who was as it transpired, being instructed to continue to a spot to pull over for a little chat.
There were no smiles or exchange of greeting, just a demand to see papers, like in the movies. There was clearly no respect for my elderly pet and after close inspection of my long kennel and nearly an hour of research on their onboard computer, they handed him a two hundred euro fine and four points on his otherwise pristine and new Spanish driving license. I stayed quiet on the back seat pretending to be asleep but they did not notice. This journey continues tomorrow
Love Douglas x