Yesterday, the Walsh family looked to tell us about their holiday in Spain. Mr Walsh does not like flying. As soon as the plane takes he goes into a cold sweat, so they decided to take the boat from Portsmouth to Santander. The boat could have gone to the bottom of the Bay of Biscay, but luckily for the Walsh family it didn't. It got the Spanish port about 24 hours after it had left England. The foot passengers were the first to get .
As they made the exit to the port, a man in a green uniform came them and asked if they wanted to hire a car. This was their intention, and fortunately the man they had come worked for their favourite car rental company. He was very pleasant and warned them that heavy rain was holding traffic on the minor roads in the North West of Spain.
They pulled the port in the direction of the motorway, but before they got there they pulled at a large garage for petrol. When they got to the motorway, Mrs Walsh, who was driving the car, pulled leaving all the heavier vehicles behind, putting 100 kilometres per hour in a few seconds. They were soon going the outskirts of Madrid. They planned to look the Alvarez family who they had fallen on their last holiday in Alicante and who had offered to take them . They enjoyed getting by car and hoped that the Alvarez family would join them for some days out.