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John Betjeman begged friendly bombs to fall on Slough.
How about-- Come rising seas and swallow up Folkestone?
Words can't adequately convey the sheer awfulness of this town. The sea and pebbly beach are perfectly nice - but good grief!
The horrible 60s brutalistic architecture - right on the beach front, the litter, the huge expanse of black asphalt stretching as far as the eye can see - on the beach!
I guess it used to be where ...
... to catch up with Sybille who we had met in Mongolia – she used to be the owner-manager of the Oasis Guesthouse in Ulaan Bataar, and then it was over to Darmsheim to see Sabine and see if she had fixed her coffee machine, which had died on our last morning with her a year ago (Jan, 2014). We managed to get one cup of coffee, before it died AGAIN! We spent the day buying spares for our bicycles and looking at replacement coffee machines!! Sadly, after 10 ...
... else we don’t know about? And, she has good references . . . Us! Also makes excellent coffee.
Then it was onto the Pere Lachaise Cemetery - 110 acres and a humungous number of graves. Of course the first one to visit was that of Jim Morrison. After that we searched high and low for Oscar Wilde’s grave but it eluded us. We had been warned it was hard to find and confirm that is the case. But it was peaceful walking down the avenues and lanes that separate ...
... was so small that the only shop turned out to be the
campground store. At least they had toilet paper, since in our short experience
of French camping, we had discovered that nothing is provided for free
including toilet paper and hot water to shower with.
The night was warm and at some stage we were treated to a
thunder storm. Could have been in a tent I suppose.
We were again forced off the coach out of our slumber to get onto the ferry. The teachers found a secluded seating area for us all to chill but we ended up sleeping on the floor instead. In fact I don't remember much about the crossing as I was asleep for 90% of it but it was defiantly a better crossing than ...