Cumbria
Sunday 26 May
We're "aboard" at last. In beautiful sunshine too. And things still going pretty smoothly.
Our short drive from Bruges to Calais was easy and we returned the car early (which was lucky because with the effort to navigate to the place, I forgot to fill the tank; but I had enough time to go out again, find petrol and get it right on the second go!).
It was a bit different being foot passengers on the ferry from Calais to Dover. We learned from fellow passengers that it was the day before a huge football match between two German teams, but to be played in Wembley Stadium. 60,000 German fans were crossing for the match!
Our car was waiting for us in Dover, but the "300 yards or so" from the terminal to the Hertz depot was a bit optimistic. We even had time in Dover to find a UK phone simcard with good internet allowance.
Our Dover car-hire man recommended Sandwich, a small town nearby where we stayed at Bells Hotel for our last night of luxury. Sandwich, we are told, is the best-preserved medieval town in Britain. We'd never heard of it, but it was fantastic.
Interestingly, Sandwich is on the river Stour. But we already knew that Dedham, near Colchester, is on the Stour. So how could the Stour be both south AND north of the Thames??? We googled the Stour and it seems that most rivers in England appear to be called the Stour. What an interesting country!
Most of yesterday was spent driving north. And of course we arrived on a long weekend (we did that in Dresden too) so a LOT (!) of England was driving north with us. It's a small country but that seems like a long way, and avoiding London is a big part of that.
By the time we'd paid for and picked up the van, visited Margaret and Martin (who usually house it) and set off, it was really late so we've only come a few miles to a caravan park in Appleby. We've left the hire car in Brough and will be able to return it tomorrow, only because we phoned them Saturday morning and have arranged for the manager to come in specially at noon on her holiday Monday.
Meanwhile, we're a little entertained here. They made "Fawlty Towers" about a Torquay hotel, but missed a great opportunity to set it in this caravan park. When we mention that there's no hot water in the (press button) showers, we hear that it's been a problem for a long time. When the washing machine gobbled Judy's money but didn't start, the staff seemed most accustomed to that. And when there was no hot water in the laundry (mind you a different block to where the showers were not working), the staff told Judy that it'd been like that "for months" (!). And it's GBP40 a night!
So we're getting ourselves sorted out, stowing our gear and will soon move on.
Here's Judy amid the chaos, contemplating one of the huge bottles of duty-free gin we bought on the ferry across.
Regards to all. We're having a ball and would like to hear news from home.
Judy and Rob