Javea to Gandia

He wind was again on the nose, so we motored out with the intention of seeing if we could do Valencia in one hit. Despite the flat conditions, with such little breeze our eta was after 8pm, so we decided to cut short the day and head to Gandia.

Once in the marina, we were greeted with the best yacht club yet, with a pool, terrace for drinks and decent showers.  Plus at €50 it was half the cost of Alicante and significantly  less than the previous other two.

We managed to get completely carried away at the supermarket, buying enlighten to competed restock the boat, but also necessitating the theft if a shopping trolley (don't worry mum, we took it back later). Proudly flying the Brits on tour flag, we dragged our fully laden trolley down the high street and past the bars on the front to the marina!

Once again we were please to have the paserelle on board, which has quickly earned its place in boating essentials! Nice choice old man!

Lucy made a slap up carbonara, and we enjoyed another night of girls v boys shit head, and some interesting forfeits for loosing...

Oli