I woke up late and packed up my things as did Chris. This was the day we were going our separate ways as he was getting the ferry back from Santander and I was riding back through France as I had to be back at work. So we packed up and checked out and got the road east bound along the coast. We rode together for about an hour before Chris peeled off to the north. We said our goodbyes and said we’d meet up back in London for a beer when we were back! After that it was me on my own.
After days of riding with someone I was back in my usual element riding alone. The sun was out and the temperature was a good old 20c. I said goodbye to Chris and opened up the throttle for the first time in a week and belted it all the way to Seville. It felt good to ride fast again and be able to stop where ever and when ever I wanted to. No disrespect to Chris at all. But riding solo is sometimes better than riding with other people. Anyway. I belted it down to Seville and had a ride around the city, stopping for tapas in a small cafe tapas bar.