Hotel Kyriad Calais Sud Coquelles
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... setting off just before 0700, made it to Dover at 1720 to be told we couldn't get on the ferry as we were too late, foot passenger and 45 mins to boarding......I think not, needless to say, we boarded the ferry enjoyed a hot meal onboard then on arrival at Calais we had to ride another 6 miles to the hotel.
It is now 2250 UK time, I have had a soak followed by a cold shower, done my stretches (Sarah) and now heading to bed for a well earned sleep.
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... with two good legs, but unfortunately Chelle had slipped out of the campervan in the morning and had twisted her ankle badly. Without a word of complaint, we traipsed around and took in the eating hall, the chapel, the king’s bedroom (styled as Henry II’s), the king’s study, military paraphernalia through the ages, and fighting posts.
We ran out of time to see ...
... euros a litre, think thats about 1.40p , bit of hassle rounds Rouens when i took wrong turn but she got us back on track (satnav). Pleasure to drive on french roads, but a bit confusing when paying tolls (30 odd euros). Finally arrived at 5,45pm with a sore **** and ...
... navigating, using Google maps on the iPad; we only missed one turn off yesterday and had to work our way back to the route. It was a longer drive than we really wanted but we saw a lot of country. The Brits on the motorways seem to ignore the speed limits, change lanes without indicating, cut you off and tailgate at high speed - Peter is getting the hang of it! It cost £46 to fill the car with ...
... was almost like camping in the wilderness!
Fortunately we managed to turn the caravan round next morning without too much trouble, as it was 3 inches shorter that the width of the pitch and the bushes were mainly soft growth, and we picked up the motorway and continued northwest across the Po valley, endlessly boring flat fields with little or no landmark, to Turin. Here the heavens opened and visibility was negligible. It was ...