Yves Rossy did not make it from Morocco to Spain this afternoon.
That’s too bad, but happily he seems to be uninjured by his splash-landing and he will, I hope, make it across on his next attempt.
Until then, I tip my hat to his courage. Bravo.
Having said in my last post that Portugal cannot be beaten, there is one way in which Spain is a whole lot more attractive than Portugal, and that’s in the price of gas.
Gas prices in Spain and Portugal
Spain is on the left. The price of gas in Spain is around 25 cents per litre less expensive than it is in Portugal.
That makes it basically free for me to drive to Spain and back, as long as I fill my gas tank when I am there.
Good luck to the Spanish, but that kind of price difference really shows just how badly we here in Portugal are getting ripped off every time we pay for gas.
I woke early this morning, as I mentioned on identi.ca, and as I had nothing much planned for the day, I got to thinking of things to do.
I started thinking about relatively normal things; go to a beach, maybe go for an explore locally, and so on. And then I got a bit more ambitious – and decided to go to Spain.
That’s not as crazy an idea as it may sound as where I live in the Algarve, I am only about 45 minutes drive along the A22 freeway from the Spanish border.
So after a couple of cups of coffee I went, and around an hour later there I was driving across the border.