Calais

After a good night's sleep, un a trip over the carpark tu Carrefour for some bread un summut for tea, we gets on the road.
We're heading for Calais to park up for the night before our early train.
Thev neva bin tu Calais itself, un as there's a new big Camping Car site opened he's decided tu give it a go. Hopefully, gettin there mid afternoon so they con ave a leg stretch along the prom and a walk into the town . He's decided tu gu fu it un use the toll motorway, e regrets it later as the euros start racking up.
It's a good journey, more traffic today, but it's OK. Then they scare the sh, sorry life, out of me by goin uvva the Pont du Normandie, the huge bridge near Honfleur, closely followed by anuther one.
Well, the new site is great, 8 killies from the tunnel, 102 pitches all with electric, un good size, no sardines this time.
The weather has took a bit of a turn, it's cold, very windy un we've had rain, but them up fu a walk so off they gus. A short walk to the huge prom, but my God, it's blowing a hoolie, how they manage to keep upright, I don't know. The beach is lovely, a long expanse of fine sand, blown into drfts, un the sea is within easy reach. Lots of beach huts and the prom is full of free activities for kids, skate parks, climbing frames, un swings, etc. Theres even wooden sunloungers, un lots of seats on the prom.
They watches an Irish ferry depart, both thankful they ay on it.
The town itself is......a bit of a shithole with a rating of about 5, but it is a Monday in late September, un it's 4.30, un there's not much open, so back they cum.
It's a rough night with torrential rain, waking er up. She thought she cud hear it dripping on the inside but after her wakes him up un they as a look they cor see owt, her says well it's nearly time tu get up, then checked her watch un it's only half three. Let's hope they can get back tu sleep.Read more