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- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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Not the start of the day we had planned, I had been ill in the night, with food poisoning! Was it the water at the restaurant? That's the only thing I had last night that Dave didn't. Dave sent the maid away to give me time to recover...that meant we had to make our own bed! Bugger. We took a walk to town for a "safe" cup of tea and some plain bread. It was nice enough to sit outside Cafe de la Maìrìe again, even though the sun wasn't ...
... at our favourite bar, La Scala. It was so warm we didn't want to move, but we really wanted to fit in a visit inside the cathedral. We were glad we did it's lovely. I made Dave go in the confessional, before he got struck down for being an Atheist! 6 frescoes and the dome are being restored to their formal beauty, so there was scaffolding up. Afterwards we climbed the steps outside for a view over the town and a look at the chateau ...
... and we were off to investigate. We learned that Boulogne-sur-Mer is nicknamed 'city of art and history'. The archway took us to the old town, and it's cobbled streets. Practically the first bar we came across was were we stopped for a glass of wine. It was still sunny and warm enough to sit outside. The glass of wine was enormous, the glass was big enough to wash your feet in! I bought myself a pair of oven mitts from the little shop ...
Wednesday 3rd September 2015
We have plenty of time, so, a leisurely drive to Dover.
It is motorway almost all the way, M11, M25, M2.
Very soon after leaving Barton, the traffic ...
Shopping and sight seeing (in that order!) A quick walk round the ramparts then lunch at La Petite Auberge in the old town. Moules et Frites of course! Started to rain slightly as we went into the crypt of the Notre Dame, was chucking it down when we came ...