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... do not operate on Monday except I expect Paris. We did however find a little Cheers like bar open and wandered in. Sitting around the bar was the bar owner and his 3 mates having a good old time. There was only one chap who spoke a semblance of English so of course hubby just couldn't resist in trying to have a chat with them all. Fortunately for us, as soon as they found out we were Aussies, they were our ...
... were steps & the people in the main lane up the Mont looked very surprised when we stepped out. We got on the shuttle bus to go back go the car park & yes there was another step up to get in the seat- I think it is a conspiracy! 26/9/2014 Friday It's our last day in Normandy & we had a pretty quiet day. We walked to the shop in Gonneville and then had a coffee at the creperie. We then went to the local ciderie where we were shown how they distill ...
... no passenger facilities but it
would do and would save us the long drive home from Dover in the
morning. After a single drink, I was ready to sleep. We were kicked
out of the restaurant so they could close it and found a reclining
chair in the lounge. It was impossible to get comfortable, in a
draught and with the door constantly banging nearby. We gave up
after some hours and eventually found peace sleeping on the floor in
the children's play area.
... been going real well, this morning I noticed after I got up from bed that he was a little subdued (every morning until now Dad has been up and in the shower before 7am). This morning he lay in bed until 8am.
We had packed our bags and were just about to leave Chris & Rosa's place when Dad started to feel nauseous and ...
... Clinton should send me a thank you note.
And speaking of French nasties: I went to the Casino, only to be held at the door. They wanted ID, okay, I know I look young. I presented my ID – a California drivers license – and the young boy at the desk said “ah, madame, no”.
“I need to see your passport.”
“My passport, well, it’s in Paris, why do you need to see ...