07 June 2017
Oberstdorf and Austria, 7 June
After this, we decided to investigate the motorhome dealers in Calais, of which I had heard good reports. We bought a new bin, and a new set of levelling blocks, one of ours having been accidentally left in Vienna, and then my husband saw one of those containers with pockets in, and said he would buy that, but it would be too big for beside my bed. Ever since we have had the motor home, I have struggled with the lack of a bedside table - but I have several perfectly good cosmetic bags which unroll, and a couple of hooks.... problem solved! Just when I can't spend the night in the machine to test it! Oh well.... I don't quite know why I didn't think of that before - my spectacles, Kindle, overnight medications (mostly peppermint spray for a dry mouth) and little clock can all be much more easily available than when they are under my pillow. Still won't be able to drink a cup of tea in bed, though - looking forward to that tomorrow morning!
We also tried to get a new lock for the gas cupboard, but to no avail. Then it was less than 2 hours before our booked crossing, so we went straight to the terminal and were given a crossing an hour earlier than the one we'd booked on. Stopped at Maidstone services to have lunch, and then home very quickly, and now have unloaded the van and unpacked.
More adventures soon.....
06 June 2017
Oberstdorf and Austria, 6 June
We have been in four different countries today, as every time we crossed a border, Virgin Mobile texted twice to tell me I could now use my allowances and no longer needed to buy a pass. I knew that! Plus the fees for out-of-allowance use, which I am unlikely to need to know.
So we started off in Düren, in Germany, and our first stops were in an Edeka to do some take-home shopping (most sausages and bread mix, and Schwäbische Maultäschen!) and at a nearby petrol station for diesel.
Then it was off on the long trek across Holland (the Maestricht peninsula) and Belgium as far as Ghent. For once, all the accidents were on the other side of the motorway, and the jams on our side weren't too bad. It was the weather that was appalling - heavy rain and very strong winds - and when we parked up in Ghent the thought of getting out of the motor home and finding out way into the city was distinctly unappealing.
The Swan Whisperer did get out and go for a walk, but he said transport links into the city seemed few and far between. So we decide to drive on as far as Dunkerque, where we stopped for a very good meal.
We half thought of spending the night parked up in front of the rink there, but it is very exposed, so we thought not, and drove the last hour down to Calais and are parked up in the Cité Europe, but, along with all the other motor homes there (it is busy tonight), we are "hove to" with our backs to the wind. It is very noisy, but because the van isn't badly shaken with every gust, we have known worse!