Bienvenue au blog francais. Not really. My French isn't up to it, and I am struggling with the French keyboard which is different. We are staying in a posh campsite in Brittany near Quimper, and think we have finally got the iPod working - result! But I can't put up any pictures as there is no available USB port, so I will leave you all with bated breath (again). Had to leave the ferry at 7am English time so both of us nearly fell asleep and had to pull over by the side of the road for a nap earlier, but at last I have actually driven the camper rather than being chauffered around by Will.
Last night's sojourn in Plymouth was an experience we won't be repeating - once we got over the Scouse crack whores at the docks we then had our dinner soundtrack provided by joyriding children screaming racist abuse at passers-by. Roscoff seemed much tamer by comparison, although I suppose it was a little early for any debauchery when we drove through this morning. Hoping to be at La Chenaie by the weekend, also if anyone fancies a trip to Galicia we are hoping to be there during the first week of September. Will be more precise soon, I promise!
Love K and W xx
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When you're in Galicia, I'd recommend going to Pontevedra - a sleepy small town which has an awesome octopus restaurant where we spent a week or so when we were living in Spain. Also Santiago is nice, and has an excellent number of Catholic tat ornaments for purchase - perhaps some kind of neon Virgin Mary with a rotating head and flashing eyes would liven up the inside of the camper...?
Just to clarify - the octopus restaurant had rooms upstairs. We didn't spend an entire week gorging ourselves non-stop on cephalopods. Not far off though.
Good work guys! We have to eat as many as we can, as often as we can, while we still can. It's the only way to stem their immanent uprising.
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