World War One, Calais and Blighty!

World War One, Calais and Blighty!

Friday July 14th We’ve just woken up near Ashford in Kent, just behind the Flying Horse pub, next to some Germans, some English and some Scots. We couldn’t bear the thought of the M25 motorway at 5:30pm so we looked for a stop-over close to Eurotunnel and found this perfect stop.   But what had we been doing before getting back to Blighty? We left Amiens on Wednesday morning and headed north, for a rendezvous with our Eurotunnel crossing on…

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Amiens, Picardie and the North.

Amiens, Picardie and the North.

Tuesday July 11th We just got back from Amiens aboard the B9 bus.  We’re staying for 2 nights at Camping “Parc des Cygnes“, just outside of  Amiens.  It’s a useful place to stop and good enough but it’s looking a bit tired and neglected (especially after staying at immaculate Huttopia sites for less money). Anyway, we had a lazy Monday afternoon after a rainy drive north.  The sun came out in the afternoon so we dug out the Weber BBQ…

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Rain, rain, rain to Chalons en Champagne

Rain, rain, rain to Chalons en Champagne

Sunday July 9th Just a few words to update the blog (so that one day I can use it to remember what we did). In summary we moved North to Chalons en Champagne, no sightseeing, no photo (it’s just an average Municipal in the south of the city). Last night the relentless heat was broken, in true continental style by a thunderstorm and rain.  No need for a fan running as the wind picked up (everybody run for the awning…

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Beaune, Nuits st Georges and the Tour de France.

Beaune, Nuits st Georges and the Tour de France.

Saturday July 8th Phew! The heat! Since arriving at the Municipal (Les Cent Vignes) in Beaune it’s been consistently hot, with nights in the mid-20s.  I’m now used to the sound of the fan running all night.  The fan makes it bearable..just. The real reason for our visit, other than that we’ve never strayed this far from the Dordogne in all our years of family camping, was to catch the Tour de France as it passed down the country. I’m…

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