Allo, allo

Well, we’re in France now with our brand new car battery and beacoup de klicks on the klickometer. We drove straight from Calais to Fecamp in Normandy stopping only at the loveliest rest stop/ gas station ever – all harmonious water features, reed beds and wildfowl. We climbed the observation tower to see lots and lots of fields. Fecamp is a seaside town with white cliffs that almost match those of Dover. Our hotel is cheap and nasty, but overlooks the sea.
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Missing the boat

We missed our sailing to France. But the nice breakdown guy directed us to a local garage where we bought the first souvenir of our journey – a new battery. We made a delayed 12:15 sailing narrowly having been waved thru passport control with the barest of gallic shrugs. He barely glanced at my American passport. We’re now in the onboard restaurant – awaiting our first french food.
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A poor start

So we begin our holiday in the parking lot of the Travel Inn, waiting for the breakdown recovery service and watching a young girl attempt to reverse around an imaginary corner as part of a driving lesson. Also my blackberry’s enter key has broken. So although I can still post – paragraph breaks will have to wait until I have access to a keyboard. I tried to clean it out last night with my husband’s good Scotch and a q-tip, but to no avail. The Vol-in-Law brought some coffee and a cold croissant. This was desperately needed as we had skipped breakfast in order to enjoy our leisurely meal on the Sea France ferry all the more. We have missed our sailing.