Saturday was a day I will not forget in a hurry, lessons were
learnt and prayers were answered but it was certainly a roller coaster of a
day.
It started out fine as we were looking forward to our next
trip along the coast of Spain, we were not going far just about 3 hours down
the road to Calpe not far from Benidorm so we didn't have to rush about and
leave to early. We decided to have breakfast in Bonterra’s restaurant first and
then said some farewells, paid the account, hitched up the caravan and off we went.
About 20 miles into our journey we stopped at a motorway services, near the town of Burriana, to put some fuel in
the car and Rob noticed one of the car’s wheels was a bit down so we pulled
across to where the air was, a bit of a performance with the caravan on the
back but we managed it. Rob got out and turned off the ignition so I decided to
get out as well as it was very hot and wandered around to watch Rob put the air
in. Lesson one don’t both be on the same side of the car when stopped and leave
the car unlocked. A chap came up to us and started chatting, fairly smartly
dressed, Spanish but good English, asking all sorts of questions and telling us
how bad some Spanish people can be by
putting nails in tyres, the whole time telling me to come and look as well. All
of a sudden he stopped talking and was gone, Rob told me afterwards that he
began to think something was not right when this chap started running the Spanish
down so he ran round the caravan and saw a car taking off and quickly memorised
the number plate. He noticed my door wasn't closed and asked me where the
camera was, I looked in the car and it was gone as well as the camera bag with
the zoom lens in it. We then realised that our bag had also gone with our
passports, car and caravan documents, our glasses, my phone and my purse.
Before this happened when we were still at the pumps a group of young English lads
had pulled up in a couple of cars and one of them was a Ferrari, a grey one
with a private number plate, which we had admired. So as we were devastated and
not really knowing where to start with reporting it we told them what had happened
and amazingly one of them spoke fluent Spanish so he came into the shop with us
and helped us get hold of the police. It was really good of them and we are really
thankful for their help. Lesson two would probably be to learn a bit of
Spanish.
We had to wait a little while for the police to come,
probably about 40 minutes, but when they arrived we had quite a difficult time
because they couldn’t speak English and we couldn’t speak Spanish. In the end I
went with them to the hotel nearby hoping that the receptionist could
understand us all but she was on lunch. However I discovered in the end that I
could fill in the forms as they were in both languages and also a hotel guest
arrived and he could speak both languages so that helped too. Once that was
done there wasn't much else to do but go back to Rob and decide what to do
next. We were very impressed with the two young Guardia Civil(Police) as they genuinely
seemed sympathetic towards us and helped as much as they could even with the
language barrier, they seemed to be taken aback when we shook their hands to say thank you and then they left.
We decided the best thing to do was to go back to Bonterra
Park, as they had copies of our passports and they knew us, we phoned them and
said we could certainly come back. As we were on the motorway we had to make
our way to the next off ramp, but we carried on a bit just in case they had
thrown the bag out and just past the next on ramp I shouted to Rob that there
was our orange bag and the camera bag. So we just stopped on the side of the
motorway and Rob ran back to where they were and as he got there another police
car pulled up behind us. Rob told them that these were ours and he showed them
the copies of the forms that we had filled in, they said something to him about
a ‘blanco landrover’ and Rob said that was us, so they let us go on. We still
can’t believe how lucky we were as the camera was intact and everything was
still in the orange bag, although I expect everything had been looked at. The
only thing missing was about 60 euros that was in my purse. Luckily in the
morning we had paid our account with my debit card and Rob had put it in his
wallet which was still in his pocket having paid for the fuel. I forgot to
mention earlier that they hadn’t taken Rob’s phone, either because they hadn’t seen
it or they thought it wasn't fancy enough so we had already phoned to block my
phone and phoned the family, so now we had to phone everyone back again to tell
them the good news and cancelled our rebooking with Bonterra Park. Lesson three,
prayers do get answered as I was praying hard that at least some of things like
our passports would be found.
We could now continue our journey on to Calpe both feeling
rather emotionally drained but very happy at the outcome of this part of our
adventures. The journey from there was fine and we travelled through some
lovely scenery. When we finally got to Calpe we followed the directions we had
for the campsite and came across a few roads that had been blocked off by
barriers, at one point we could see the site but couldn't find another way
round. Then at one point we did a U-turn (yes with the caravan on the back) in
front of a police station, and there was a policeman getting on his motorbike
and we asked for his help, we showed him where we were going and he said ‘follow
me’, he could speak some English. So we followed him around the barriers to the
site, there had been a market on and that was why the roads had been closed. So
once again we were very impressed with the Spanish Gardia Civil (Police). Unfortunately at
some point in the town Rob had clipped the kerb and when we stopped he noticed
one of the tyres on the caravan had been damaged so before we went into the
campsite he had to change the wheel. Eventually we managed to get booked into
Camping CalpeMar and got our caravan sited onto a pitch.
I don’t think I want to ever have another day like that but
I suppose it is something we will always remember. The main lesson here is that
wherever you are travelling you must be careful and vigilant, this can happen
anywhere in the world as there will always be people around who will take a
chance and want what isn't theirs. We must also be grateful though that there
are people around who are willing to help and for that we are really thankful.
