The Road West

So we've made Quiberon, which for us is the further point West along the North of France and marks the beginning of the long road South. But let's go back a few days and catch up. We were in Fecamp, which is a lovely coastal town and has an ace campsite.

This is Fecamp

Sunsets are like Negril!

The beach isn't, but it's still very nice.

We had a great three days here in Fecamp and then the sun disappeared, so we upped and outed on the road to Houlgate. Another small coastal village with a few eating places and fairly miserable residents. Maybe it's the same everywhere, but there does seem to be a lot of 'not very happy' personnes here.

 

Here's a picture of two happy people in France, outside a bar in Houlgate. Typical :-)

So after only one night, we decided to push on to the West Coast of Brittany and stop at Quiberon, which is where we are now. And voila, beaucoup de Wifi at last. Quiberon is a beautiful place at the tip of a stretch of land, almost an island, but not quite. Google it, saves me the time explaining the place, but it's very cool, with cool people and cool shops and cool us!

Couple of pics of the place.

So, back to the beginning and we've reached the start of the road South. What have we learned on this first part of the trip. OK, the wifi thing is an issue, but we are getting round that at the moment. Shopping daily! That's interesting. Weather dependent at the moment, do we BBQ or not? Mostly we are, so meat is burnt and beer and wine drunk. So far so not much veg, but we'll get there too.

Language. Mon francais is getting on OK. I understand what I'm saying so that's a start. I've just got to get the locals tuned in.

Evenings. No TV!!!!! We haven't watched any TV in 11 days and it's kinda good. OK the interweb keeps us in touch, but it's been a long time since we had no box to watch! Can we last three months? We are playing lots of Yahtzee and talking shite and laughing about little things. It's a gradual stripping away of the past 20 years or so, and finding ourselves again. It's nice.

The driving on the wrong side of the road isn't so bad as the van has the steering wheel on the wrong side as well. So I'm ok with that. The road across the North of France is littered with the war graves of those that died, so that we can do what we are doing in freedom. There are many UK and US sites that are just acres of white stones and crosses. We have both commented on the sadness of these places and although we could stop and pay respects to those brave people, we don't feel it's time to do that. Another time probably.

We have a water leak in the van. It's coming from a hose under the boiler. Jake shows me the water almost every day as it trickles across the floor. I'm not sure what to do about it really, so best to do nothing for the moment and wait till it gets worse!!

And that's it for now, living the dream, not waking up for a long time.