Best laid plans.

A funny thing happened in the way to Dieppe. It was only about 60 klms but oh my goodness, we must have picked the busiest most convoluted route, through ports and over bridges. Not the most relaxing drive. We only had 20 klms or so to go and we hit a gutter and boom the tire was gone. Graham got out to change it, No spare tire, no jack, nothing. We called the road assist number, got an answering machine who said they’d call back, nothing. After waiting for 20 minutes or so Graham went and knocked on someone’s door and this nice lad came out and rang a tire repair place for us. Thank goodness he did because the rental company didn’t answer and didn’t call back.

Long story but the tire place came to pick us up and tow us back to their workshop which was in the middle of fucking nowhere. Then there was lots of going and froing about what they were going to do with us. In the end we paid for new tires and the hire car company eventually rang us back about four hours later and supposedly we will be reimbursed, we’ll see!

The nice lad in the house, and the garage workers couldn’t have been more helpful. Considering none of them spoke much English and we are hopeless at French. There was lots of google translate going on.

Finally at about 6.30 we got the tires on and we were on our way again. Such a drama all because there was no spare.Weiterlesen