So it is 5pm and we are on the M20 leaving Dover
Sunday, 1 February 2015
The journey back wad uneventful, thankfully, and now we're sat in Calais waiting, and some of us, me, getting terribly excited by the free wifi. We stopped off on the way here in a French service station, where, incidentally, we were surprised to hear French, more fool us, so we all have eaten, and now are just waiting for an opportunity to eat the rest.
Saturday, 31 January 2015
Stopping a while out of the drizzle we found the doughnuts and hot chocolate reviving and warming. The challenge to eat the whole doughnut without licking your lips was enthusiastically taken up, by some, cough cough, Jenny, more so than others. Next on the itinerary is the Parade and then shopping, can't wait!!
Second breakfast was long awaited and only just heartily munched when Akela suggested the spinning tea cups as our next ride. At the time of writing, no one has yet been sick but no one is on the ride yet. Akela was the only leader brave enough to face it; us sensible ones held the bags. Oh, scratch that, Akela somehow managed to evade actually getting on the ride, the skill in that was stupendous.