Friday 13th May
I left mine about 9am and headed straight off to pick up my passenger, Mark, for the week. Loaded the clio and off we went. We met Ed and Zoe in the Red R26 at Birchanger Green Services and headed down to Maidstone to meet James and Matt in the 106 Rallye. After a quick break we headed straight down to Dover with plenty of time to spare. After a Burger King which took an age to order, we were ready to board and soon enough on our way over the channel! Bye Bye UK!!!
We disembarked and after a quick detour and a trip through Dunkerque's Total oil refinery, we arrived at our hotel for the night, the cheap but cheerful F1. A little bit of poor french was spoken and we were booked in.
Our next mission was to sample the town's nightlife. A quick drive down through the dangerous streets of Dunkerque and we were on the seafront where we attempted to find somewhere that sold food other than mussels. We had thought we'd found somewhere, although after sitting down with a drink and letting Mark speak some 'fluent' french to the waitress, we decided there was nothing on the menu that either we could understand, or was appetising.
Dunkerque Beach, Day 0
Dunkerque Beach, Day 0
A quick walk back where we came from and we came across a nice little pizzeria. Well, nice except that the bloke and his wife were seemingly overrun with orders and there was no apparent queueing system. But half and hour later we had pizza. Epic pizza at that. I mean almost Pinocchio's rivaling. Only almost though...
We spent the rest of the evening in a bar, with a huge fish tank, half a giraffe and a buffalo's head on the wall (I assume that's just how they do things here?), before retiring to our rooms and after a bit of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire 'en francais', getting some kip ready for an early start.
I left mine about 9am and headed straight off to pick up my passenger, Mark, for the week. Loaded the clio and off we went. We met Ed and Zoe in the Red R26 at Birchanger Green Services and headed down to Maidstone to meet James and Matt in the 106 Rallye. After a quick break we headed straight down to Dover with plenty of time to spare. After a Burger King which took an age to order, we were ready to board and soon enough on our way over the channel! Bye Bye UK!!!
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We disembarked and after a quick detour and a trip through Dunkerque's Total oil refinery, we arrived at our hotel for the night, the cheap but cheerful F1. A little bit of poor french was spoken and we were booked in.
Our next mission was to sample the town's nightlife. A quick drive down through the dangerous streets of Dunkerque and we were on the seafront where we attempted to find somewhere that sold food other than mussels. We had thought we'd found somewhere, although after sitting down with a drink and letting Mark speak some 'fluent' french to the waitress, we decided there was nothing on the menu that either we could understand, or was appetising.
Dunkerque Beach, Day 0
Dunkerque Beach, Day 0
A quick walk back where we came from and we came across a nice little pizzeria. Well, nice except that the bloke and his wife were seemingly overrun with orders and there was no apparent queueing system. But half and hour later we had pizza. Epic pizza at that. I mean almost Pinocchio's rivaling. Only almost though...
We spent the rest of the evening in a bar, with a huge fish tank, half a giraffe and a buffalo's head on the wall (I assume that's just how they do things here?), before retiring to our rooms and after a bit of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire 'en francais', getting some kip ready for an early start.
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