As quickly as I bought off the Dover to Dunkirk ferry I felt my spirits raise. I discovered England to be each crowded and claustrophobic. There are simply far too many individuals for my liking. That’s why my first jiffy in France felt so good!
I cycled straight off the boat, rolled down the principle street for a couple of kilometers after which jumped contained in the very first grocery store I may discover. It was superb simply how “French” the grocery store appeared to be. It was virtually as if the butcher and the women on the cashiers have been wearing costumes and able to shoot a scene for a film.
Whereas biking to my campground that night time I stumbled throughout the 2 cyclists photographed above. I’ve forgotten their names by now, however I do do not forget that they have been from North America and had been biking round Europe, on and off, for a number of years. I rode with them for a short time earlier than waving goodbye and biking only a quick distance additional down the street to my first French campground.