Our time in the Baltic Republics was rushed. We knew that we needed to get back to Spain so we could go to the US embassy for Javi's visa, but we still didn't want to miss out on any important landmarks. As we left Lithuania, we had only four days to reach Madrid. Four days to cross continental Europe, and our first hurdle was Poland. Poland's roads are very undeveloped. We are not the first to say that driving across Poland seems never ending. It took us a whole day to get part-way across the country. I love Poland, but when you are in a rush, you can't wait to leave.
The next day, we still had 200km to the border of northern Germany. We both dreamed of the German autobahns, and when we reached them we felt as though we had been freed of some terrible oppression. In one day only we zoomed across 1,000km of Germany to the homes of Javier's Swiss Family. It was late when we arrived, and we relished in the beauty of sleeping outside the car.
Our next day was partly spent buying Swiss chocolate. No matter how strapped for time, it is impossible for us to enter Switzerland without stuffing our bags with chocolate and cookies. Once finished, we were on our way again. With little time to stop, we rushed towards France. The problem with getting across France is that you usually have only two options: sell your kidney and take the tollway, or crawl through the countryside on winding roads. We are rather cheap and we were doing relatively well on time, so we took the countryside. Eventually, we reached to Pyrenees and crossed Andora into Spain. It was very late when we reached Madrid, but we still had sufficient time to rest for the next day.
