Saturday, 21 March 2020

Big boat home.

Eight o'clock in the evening it seemed the whole of Bilbao were out on their balconies clapping their appreciation of the emergency services, Sue joined in from behind our hotel rooms locked window.

We got a late checkout and left the hotel room at 15:00 for the twenty-minute drive to the port for the 17:15 sailing.
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Our boat, the Connemara, is BF no-frills economy service, I was impressed at how they handled embarcation so social distances were maintained, meal times would also be segregated but once in our cabin (all ensuite) we didn't leave it.

We were second to last off the boat and it took an hour to get through border control, which got us to Dunchurch hotel in Rugby gone midnight.

Any other guests must of been self-isolating.
Lonely breakfast.
In the morning I dropped Sue off at the supermarket while I went and jet washed salt of car, it had been on the open rear deck during the crossing. Sue got everything we needed but there were empty shelves where the pasta and rice should have been 😠

Welcomed back to the marina by staff and friends, sensible precautions are in place here to try to protect staff and moorers. The marina's bar and restaurant are closed in line with government orders, they are opting to do a takeaway service, last night we partook of the fish and chips for a fiver. Our daughter has ordered us a takeaway Mothers day meal for Sunday too.

So here we are back on the boat coals are lit, and we will self isolate here as much as is possible for the next two weeks.

Stay safe peeps.

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