18/07/08 (continued)
And there we were, going up north, wondering how far we would get, and where we could find a place to sleep. As you might recall, I talked about insect spray at the end of the last post. Let me tell ya. We had an insect problem in our camper. My father was living in it before and got bitten all the time (and, before you think of it, let me put this clear: I'm completely sure he wasn't the cause of the insect invasion), but he had thought that in Cádiz there were some crazy mosquitoes, as he used to sleep with the door open, for fresh air. We noticed insect bites, and at first didn't thought much of it, but as time passed the bites grew bigger and all the time more appeared. From the kind of bites, multiple ones next to each other, we concluded they had to be fleas of some kind, and not mosquitoes, which is bad, because that meant they could be all over the place, in the mattresses, dirty corners, etc.
I hadn't that much problems, as I am pretty resilient to insect bites, but Carmen seemed somewhat allergic, and her bites became HUGE. After buying the afterbite product in Reus, and realising that it was useless, we decided it was time for a little bit more hard-core action. So we bought the insect spray in Barcelona, and on our way to France we wanted to stop somewhere to use it. But that implied that we also had to get all our linens and blankets washed, as well as all our clothes. We pin pointed a place on the map, Figueres, which seemed a probable place to find a laundry.
Read on for the complete tale...