Have become aware of how difficult it can be to make decisions and then actually implement them, particularly those which involve stepping out of comfort zones, when one is doing this completely solo. And all sorts of things are outside the comfort zones, from driving a 7m long vehicle along unknown roads guided by satnav, to waiting for buses where no obvious stop is evident, to wondering whether the cycle track to Malaga really does involve that bit on the busy main road, to buying a crossing on a little boat to the beach and not knowing how often the little boat expects to enable the return journey! And I’ve found that it doesn’t get easier. But what propels me to make the next decision and the next are the prizes I have seen – amongst them the Canal du Midi, Carcassonne, the Rondas, Malagas, Cuencas, Cabanas beach, Andalucian countryside, Bay of Cadiz and more. It has been and so is, worth it. I must and will keep doing it. After all, what’s the worst that can happen, apart from eg ending up at 2000 metres in the Pyrenees with it snowing, down to 0.5deg and no snow chains?! And almost repeating the exercise 4 weeks later in the Sierra Nevadas, although at least it wasn’t snowing, and the road hadn’t got narrow enough for me not to be able to turn the van around. And I do not enjoy mountain driving unfortunately. Takes me about a day to recover from the adrenalin and stress hit. Still, seeing Granada is worth staying on a campsite up there in the foothills.