And so to our final country, France.
We changed plans slightly twice on the trip. One was a fourteen hundred miles’
round trip detour to Dubrovnik, and the other was to shorten stays everywhere
so that we could wind down in France before coming home. This plan has given us
two weeks in France, which will be spent mostly on the Atlantic coast.
But this is France and
a fine country it is. The large supermarkets, a dream for overseas foodies, the
markets, places to enjoy the real French passion and indulge your senses in the
most amazing fresh produce to be seen. The markets are a bit more expensive
than the supermarkets, the sights, like chateaux, huge rolling vistas of
agriculture, islands with huge bridges like umbilical cords to the mainland,
the positive approach to motor homing, with Aires de Service in just about
every town, ranging from €0 to around €8 per night. Then there are private
Aires, from 10 to 16, and campsites galore from 14 to 38. We did a five star
one as a treat, each of the lux pitches had its own private bathroom and fridge
and prep area. The weather was good during our two night stay here, and it was
seriously quiet.
Driving down the road seeing a town name and just stopping for the night
is fabulous. We’ve only had one minor let down and it was because the previous
visitors had not been very careful when emptying their cassette!
Tomorrow we go home, no wait, tomorrow we return to Bleary. This is our
home, wherever we are at any particular time. But we can’t wait to get into our
house, a settee, a king size bed, my gardens, knowing I will not be driving
very far for a week or so.
Our trip has been one of snow capped mountains and minus 6° at night to
sandy beaches with 32° and blazing sunshine. The poverty of Hungary and to a
slightly lesser extent, Croatia, the scenery, omg we’ve O D’d on it! The
terrible service offered by restaurants and shops in each country. Then of
course the drivers. We’ll not go there.
My favourite place was Ypres in Belgium, because this is where we got
our first taste of what was ahead. My favourite country was split between
Croatia and Slovenia.
Margaret’s favourite place was Omni near split in Croatia. This is where
we met most people including the lovely Sonje and Kevin. Her favourite country
was Croatia because the people the scenery the general atmosphere were second
to none.
And so dear readers as we breakfast in Fougeres, 105 miles from
Cherbourg harbour we can tell you our wonderful trip has been 6775 miles
long,
We have been across eighteen frontiers, three of which twice in totally
different places, indeed we were in and out of Germany a dozen times.
