It’s up oh so bright and early this morning. We’re off the beautiful Honfleur, our last stop in France before catching the ferry back to England tomorrow. Not for the first time am I left […]
Day Eighty Three
Each time we come to France we discover another hidden delight and this trip is no exception. Traveling through the gorgeous greenery of the Parc naturel regional des Boucles de la Seine Normande has revealed […]
Day Eighty Two
And so, at day 82, we have our first lazy day. This was always going to be an ambitious trip, but even so, that took a while. There’s still a little sightseeing to be […]
Day Eighty One
Chris is absolutely determined to visit the Australian War Memorial this morning. It’s only a short distance away (funny that, with him being in charge of driving and all…) near the village of Villers-Brettoneux. I […]
Day Eighty
Things are really starting to move quickly now. We leave Belgium for France this morning. No matter how many times we do it, I’m constantly amazed how quickly you can move from country to country […]
Day Seventy Nine
Having visited Brugge a couple of years ago, we opt to stop in on the lesser known Ghent today. Yes! Freedom from endless driving, at last. The morning’s freeway run yields a Disney surprise, a […]
Day Seventy Eight
Oh my, another day trapped in the car. It’s a long way to the shop if you want a chiko roll… One for the Aussies and AC/DC fans there, apologies to others. We’re still in […]
Day Seventy Seven
Yesterday’s late rain saw us end the day at Itzehoe. Given how far we have to go, we need to pick up the pace to make it to the Le Havre ferry by the 13th. […]
Day Seventy Six
A rainy day greets us, the first cool day we’ve had for a while. It’s family day today, lunch with my Aunt Maria, her two sons, their families and a family friend. Quite excited and […]
Day Seventy Five
The thing about Germany that always catches me unware is how quintessentially pretty it is. We leave beachside Puttgarden to travel West towards Rendsburg. We’re having lunch with my Aunt tomorrow: it will be a […]
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