Drive to Belgium
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Left home about 9am, heading for Dover for the 12.15 ferry to Calais. After ages of deciding whether to go to the Grand Prix, we were finally on our way! YEY :) Years and years ago, me and Dad were watching the Belgian Grand Prix on television, and at the track there is/was a chicane called the Bus Stop. It was where al the action was with frequent accidents and overtaking. We both said, that one day, we would visit the Bus Stop. So that was our mission!
Quick drive to Dover, so quick we had to wait about an hour to board ferry. When we did, we had a lovely smooth crossing. Spent most time on deck along with hundreds of students. Really windy up there, but amazingly flat sea. Good stuff! We headed south from Calais along the toll roads, heading towards the Belgian border. Very fast roads, didn't have a hold up all weekend! So un-British! Found a nice little lay by for lunch on way down. Now, the French really know how to do lay bys! None of this right next to the road stuff you get here in the UK, this was a proper little area, off the road and felt like the middle of nowhere. Perfect for a cuppa!
Took turns driving which was great fun! I have driven in Spain before, but never driven an English car abroad so it was a new experience. Was thrilled to actually drive across an international border! Dad decided to take us a quicker route while he as navigating. This backfired in the most spectacular way as we got held up in numerour little Belgian towns. Eventually arrived at our campsite near the small village of Erizee. Had a few language problem with the Flemish speaking campsite owner, and we were putting our tent up in the dark! Managed this relatively easily, was relived to sit down and relaz after an increasingly stressful day! But we had made it, Belgium at last! And Spa was waiting for us on Sunday about an hour to the East!