During these last few days the starter motor in the landy had been playing up and it finally gave way in the Torrex Park campsite that Chris and I crashed in as we needed to finish off converting his video's in dvd's before hitting Morocco. Luckily Dunsfold had a new one to us by lunchtime the next day which was jolly good of them (well done chaps!).

After sorting out the dvd's Chris decided I needed a month or so on my own to sort my junk out (I was thinking 3-4 might be a better bet) so he jumped on a flight back to London. I didn't mind too much as I had been rushing and stressing to fit in with his timetable up until now, so the chance to catch my breath and sort things out at my own (slower less ruthless) pace was welcomed.

After a few more days at the campsite (full of sun seeking brits and germans in caravans with white picket fences around them!) I drove the 30km into Malaga and just managed to get on that days ferry to Melilla.

Travelers tip: Should have been 210 euros (one way) for me and the landy I later found out, but was only charged 145 as I just said "one vehicle" and so was only charged for a small car as the ticket guy didn't ask what kind of vehicle.