Hotel Du Guesclin
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... we were ready to catch the bus to return to St Malo. So much quick reading to do to fill the gaps. We had earlier been conned into buying tickets for a series of 4 museums in the town; not good value as all info was in French whereas the info office was multilingual and free.
Anyway, back to St Malo where our most important decision will be what is for dinner, crepes or crepes. THE. big culinary delight here, crepes and gallettes, crepes being sweet and ...
Before I opened the blinds this morning I could tell it was raining, I could hear the cars splashing along the roads. In reality it wasn't too bad but it was drizzling. Bummer.
I spent an hour booking a hotel in Le Havre and then tailoring the route.
'Come on Will, shake a leg buddy'. A cup of tea later, showered and grit your teeth for the road ahead.
I'd picked a nice selection of D routes to get ...
... head in gear, we've got to be off the boat in 15 minutes."
Last thing we wanted was to be last off the boat and get turned over by French customs.
Two of the world's quickest showers later we're down on Deck 6, we're not last, thank f**k.
We pick a pretty French customs girl, Wilbur flashes a smile, passports shown and we're away.
It was grey and miserable, they'd obviously had some overnight rain and the roads were wet but strangely enough it was still quite ...
... of an alley. By the end of the evening we had three French, two British and one German registered vans. One of the British vans belonged to the "Blue Hand Gang" a Facebook Motorhome group, so we went and said hello. They were a nice friendly couple but the other Brits on our alley never even showed their faces. There was also another British van on the next alley and they didn't speak ...
... as the caisse didn't open for the gas until 2:30. Next place on the list was listed on Maps.me as Genets, which was a place that Mike had wanted to come to for some reason. We travelled down mostly single carriageway roads and hoped that we'd not meet anything coming the other way. Fortunately, we didn't meet anything bigger than a car! I balked at the lane we were supposed to travel down to get to the car park - a car, yes, but not our Rapido. ...