Hotel Restaurant Le Foch
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... kilometres up the coast from Dunkirk. There was a bit of a breeze as we
walked along the sea front reading the information about the D-Day landings
that took place along this stretch of the shore. By the time you read this, we
will be home – the wifi on the boat is down so no internet connection.
Time to start planning our next trip.
On to Cassel, via La Coupole. Written up in the guide book as one of the best War museums going. It’s predominantly inside an old bunker where Nazis stored and fired rockets in the second world war. Lots of text to read but worth a visit. On to Cassel, a little town on a hill, apparently where the Grand Old Duke of York marched his 10,000 men! Drove around to get bearings and then to the Aires site, Northern France 42 (free). We parked up next to a couple of Frenchies.... ...
On the road heading for the tunnel at 8am. A thumb down signal from an oncoming sports bike rider warns us to slow down and, around the next corner we glide sedately past the copper with the radar gun standing on the central reservation. Thumb up sign from him, a good start to the day.
the Eurotunnel experience is a breeze as usual. Our neighbours are a couple on a K1600GT, an enormous bike with more carrying capacity than many a small car. ...
Day 4 Wednesday
We awoke to have Andy say that he didn't think we could carry on with just two drivers, there was no way we could get to Iran by the time our visa's stipulate. I think the volume and the speed of the trafic on the autu routes have frightened him a bit.
It was decided we find a campsite and discuse what to do. So we drove around to find a site, after driving around the same town twice we found a site ...
Listed as having a famous estaminet (a Flanders cafe/bar/bistro), a windmill and most importantly a water point for motorhomes, we headed for this town. The estimanet was full and the windmill was outshone by a group of women practising a dance that would be appropriate in a carnival parade, maybe. The square was pretty enough; the cobbles rattling our van and contents about. Signage in Belgium ...