Au revoir France.

After a reasonable journey with no other incident than a brief spell of rain revealing the wipers weren't working until a sharp thump to the bottom of the steering wheel where the fuse box is located had them springing to life. We arrived in ok time until obviously looking like a couple of potential terrorists or drug dealers we were sent to have Elsie searched, the lack of sniffer dogs upsetting dan. Elsie clean, we were soon checked in and barely stopped when ...