Cottage Hotel Calais

With the time difference we arrived in Boulonge at 2:30 and headed south to the village of Montreuil-Sur-Mer. Sur Mer means on the sea, but deceptively this place is more than 15 miles inland. That's ok though I had been here each year while in London on a boys booze cruise ...

We awoke to the noise of trucks and early morning deliveries..Took Lucy for walk and packed van ready to hit the road again..Start? Yes!!<br><br>Breakfast at the Happy Chef opposite the Marina in Dover was very welcomed, and to be recommended. We will be checking out Uncle Sam's next time we pass through. Now down to the Ferry port for check in..<br><br>Ooh la la......<br>

... br>The parade through Calais followed, with all the vehicles making as much noise as possible. The navigators were all frantically trying to work out where to go.<br>Unfortunately, we followed a group along the motorway, missing the correct exit. That was a mistake which we decided not to repeat again - we needed to have confidence in our own skills.<br><br>We ...

... they served FLAPS lol what the hell......yet again another laughing fit after the joke made about meat and beavers, it hurt to laugh), anyway the waitress thought he was about to throw up in the menu.<br><br>Our friend that came on the rally with us, Irish Tash, was left with the bill of 73Euro. When she went to pay, she was told by the manager that she had to pay another 5 euro due to our behaviour causing 2 ...

We set off to France today for a new period in our life in Europe. <br>Work still chugs on, but with only 12 shifts in 42, we have plenty of time to ourselves. <br>We decided those "spare" 30 days should be spent in Europe.<br> <br>I'll skip over the months of research and prep work and bring us up to today where we are now on the 4pm ferry instead of the 2pm ...

... one another, and for the first couple of days, John and I had a blast. The town is beautiful, and it's like they just decided one day, "Think we'll put up another one of these here cathedrals. And maybe a giant opera house. And maybe we'll tile the streets. Ceramic." Which, of course, begs the question, who the hell comes to Calais to watch opera? Apparently no one, because it was empty as it was obscenely beautiful and pretentious looking. We ...

... Avignon, which also was having a festival (along the lines of the Fringe Festival in Edinburgh, but with the hot sun shining). I couldn't find any accomodation, so I wandered around the festival a bit, toured the Papal Palace (The Papacy moved here for around 70 years in the 1300s), saw the famous Pont d'Avignon, then drove up to Chateauneuf du Pape for the night. I'm sorry to bore you if you don't like wine but I am driving through areas which are well-known to me from ...

... about how the rain was nothing compared to what we saw everyday. I got a chuckled by the number of umbrellas I saw come out. Once the driver finally showed up, he was somewhat late, we went to Canterbury but since the coach driver was so late we got only a 40 minute break.Then the driver parked really far away from the Cathedral so we had to walk a bit. I feel bad for Nora, Alyssa's grandmum because she can't walk as fast or as far as us kids. The ...

... in my camperstop book. There were loads of other campervans (all huge with bedrooms and bathrooms and stuff) and the field was really nice. Maxwell cooked a huge pasta and we both passed out at about 8.30pm! The next day was brilliant, it was about 26 degrees and we had crepes and fresh fruit for breakfast. We then drove to a farm to get water and had an extremely **** conversation with the farmer as he didn't know any English and we couldn't ...

We soon climbed out of the tunnel and raced towards the train's first stop at Lille. The land was flat, bathed in sunshine and looking decidedly and strangely 'foreign' !!!<br><br>We were served with a late lunch during this section of the ride. Well cooked and well served! Also with a nice glass of champagne!!! <br>