able to be placed onto another train a little later. Phew! I was worried that we'd have to pay again - not something I was wanting!
I was quite impressed with the facilities available at Victor Hugo Terminal - there's a doggie park for pups to run around in, with little climbing things for them too. It was lovely. The terminal itself was good too - ample shops and facilities to pass the time while you wait your turn for the train. The boarding onto the train was really well organised and straight forward. Inside the train, each carriage is separated with a door, and there are 4 spaces per carriage (our car & caravan took up 2 of those spaces). To be honest, the journey was much faster than I expected. It seemed a lot shorter than the 35min it took. It isn't a journey for anyone who suffers with ear problems - just like in a plane, all of us had blocked ears, and it was only when we arrived back on the surface in France, that our ears cleared again. Granted, it's not a scenic route, but it is quick, and we could take Maximus the doggie with us - something not really possible on the Ferry.
We then made our way over to Durtal, which is just beyond Le Mans (where the famous race is).
We'd hoped to be a little closer to Le Mans, but it didn't really work out that way. It was a journey that was meant to be around 5 hours long .... we took nearly 8 hours!!! With towing speed restrictions, and stopping FOUR times for the kids to go the loo, it extended our journey quite a bit.We've visited several supermarkets between Arras and Durtal, and one thing is very different to the UK - is that we can't seem to find fresh milk!! UHT milk - no problem, but not fresh. Very strange. The kids didn't seem to like that there was calf brains on sale in the meat section - but I had to explain to them, that different cultures eat different things - it's still food!
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| Maximus, surveying his domain. |
From Durtal, we were off again, this time to Bordeaux! But this time, it was a trouble free, one stop trip. On our way here, we saw a bagette vending machine in a very small town!! Yes, like we have drinks and snacks vending machines .... here it's bagettes!! I knew that the French were mad about their bread, but this takes it to a whole new level!
We passed a few lovely little villages on the way, as we were determined not to use the toll roads again for now - they are very expensive, and with the towing speed limit, we don't make that much of a time gain.
We arrived at the camp site, and while it seems nice, and very close to the beach, it is a little .... noisy. Lots of young people, and FAR too much booze flowing. I do prefer a rather quieter experience to be honest, so not sure how long we'll be staying here.
More to follow ....



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