Eastern Spain Smells - but not as much as San Remo!

In Spain's case it's quite literal, from Murcia up. Indeed the day we left Barcelona was the day the campsite was getting a little too fruity. And we made it to San Remo last night, over 500 miles for the wee Clio, which coped admirably. But by that point it was getting late, so we popped into San Remo just in Italy. We found the local campsite, and thought a bungalow might be convenient for a quick overnighter... €89! Okay, camping... €45! well, it's too late to find anywhere else... But then we found it was like this:

But too late to change... Admittedly the bathrooms did have gold-plated taps (well, not quite), but still, ouch.

On the plus side I got to continue the drinking challenge with limoncello in a restaurant (which served very nice pizza):

PS: Oh no ... the dreaded vest (singlet) has beeen found ;0)

In an update on the drink challenge, pastis & champagne were missed in France due to drink-driving laws, and the fact that service stations don't seem to sell them. Beer & ordinary wine, sure...
And Spain, well we've still got the Cava - it was meant to be popped with a Team NZ win in Valencia, but those dang Swiss got in the way. Sherry... well don't believe all those UK Tapas restaurants saying sherry has come back into fashion in Spain...