Hôtel De L'Univers
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- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... and no sign of Gilly. So I returned to the hotel car park to see that he had gone. We thought that he might wait down the road for us. But on the 10 minute ride to the ferry terminal there was no sign of him. When we reached passport control we stopped and contacted him. He had gone through and was waiting for us near the ticket booth.
After giving him a round of 'proverbial's', we continued through the ticket booths. We obviously picked ...
... the town and parked until it had finished. As we walked around the town we came across an outdoor museum of a Roman town. It was probably a similar size to Vindalander in Northumberland( if you haven't been it's well worth a visit ). We returned to the Aires and parked up. There were a couple of Brits already parked who were very interested in a. Logan, b.Dreamcatcher c. our planned ...
We had completed 279 miles from home to Arras, in France. Sixty nine miles from Calais to Arras was the most enjoyable, with spacious motorways cutting through farming fields during the harvest season.
I had always dreaded the challenges of riding on the M1, and in particular M25 back in the UK, but that was behind us when we rolled out of the Eurotunnel with such ...
Today I saw the seedy underground of Arras, well more damp than seedy. I started the day with a tour of the Boves. Arras is built over an old limestone mine. The mines were used up until the 19th century when the town expanded to the ground on top of them. They were abandoned at this time as the people figured it was probaly not a good idea to mine underneath the town. The Boves are a set of mine shafts under the town square. They go down as far as 12metres. During the two wars the ...
... office. I sat down and started tooling around on the web looking for Fromelles tours when they closed the front door to the office, then this dude said something in French and walked to the second door, I guess he was saying it was closing time. So now I'm out in the town square and its pouring rain. I spied an irish pub across the square, but alas it was closed. So I kept walking around the square and found a cafe that was open. Gods be praised, the waiter speaks ...