As we left Nevers the rain began to fall and fall and fall. We neared Paris and decided to follow the GPS around the peripherique and we managed to catch a glimpse of the Eiffel tower just before we crossed the Seine, we all cheered as now we could say we had been to Paris. George dared me to drive up the Champs Elysee and for one brief minute I thought it would be fun, driving Fugly and it’s trailer full of bikes into the center of Paris but the peripherique with it’s ever changing lanes was challenge enough so I decided against it. We eventually found ourselves on the A1 and the home run to Calais. It was still raining and none of us felt like putting the tent up in the rain. We arrived at Calais and, as we boarded the 8.30pm ferry the sun came out and very appropriately set on what had been a great holiday and a big adventure.
I haven’t been able to update for a few days because of lack of wi-fi and being on the road so this is just a quick catch up. We’re home a few days early because we were very quickly running out of money. The south was more expensive than I’ve ever known it and I had underestimated how much we would need for just the essentials. We decided to move north on Monday and spent a few nights in Millau and Nevers, I will post more about these sites in the next day or so along with some pictures. We arrived back at 1.30am this morning so today will mostly be spent washing, emptying the trailer and cleaning – deep joy!!
Just a quick post as I’m using Georges laptop which means a)I’m time limited, b) it’s a nightmare c) I have no access to photos and no time to upload. My laptop is not working but will hopefully be fixed tomorrow.
We left Leicester at 7am Saturday morning and disembarked the ferry in Calais at 3pm French time. It was raining and by the time we got to Reims it was still raining so we continued…….and continued……..and continued!! We stopped several times and I can’t praise my children highly enough, all 4 of them are the best. At 4am we stopped south of Lyon, it had finally stopped raining and the temperature, although cool for Lyon was warmer than in the north. The children volunteered to watch a film outside on the picnic area as the sun came up so Bruce and I could sleep for an hour with the chairs reclined. I could at this point say I woke up feeling refreshed and ready for the journey on but in truth I woke up and felt like I had been hit by a large mallet and forced to eat sawdust however after a drink and a leg stretch we continued south to the Gorge Du Verdon. We tried several campsites which were all full, in all my years of camping in high season I’ve always managed to find a pitch somewhere but the whole region, we were being told, was full. Tired, hungary and a little bit anxious we rang Camping La Barque which I had booked from Wednesday and they said it would be no problem for us to come early. Our luck had turned, we stopped for a fabulous meal (which I will blog about tomorrow) and by 3pm Sunday we were on our pitch in St Aygulf, South of France, which is where I’m writing from now. More tomorrow as I’m being watched, hassled and pressured to finish on the laptop.
This time tomorrow we’ll be snuggled up in our tent in France. I have been watching the weather on Lachainemeteo for the last week and the forecasts have improved, but Annecy and the Alps are a bit cold so we won’t be heading that way. The plan is to head for Reims and a stop over at the municipal campsite in Guignicourt, this site is just off the auto-route and very convenient,it ‘s is clean and borders the river and there’s a small Casino supermarket in the village – http://www.camping-aisne-picardie.fr/emplacement-caravane-tente/index.html for more details.
On Sunday the forecast is unsettled and cold in the north so we will spend the day travelling south. For the kids there is plenty of food and drinks, George is taking his laptop and we have the War of the Worlds audio book which I’m looking forward to. All being well we will be somewhere near the Ardeche by evening for a few days messing about on the river in the canoe. I’m shattered now and we are leaving at 7am so goodnight and I’ll be blogging next from Francais.