A couple of mixed days

Crossing into France the difference between Holland and Belgium was immediately obvious. Quite strange really as the countries are literally next door to each other. The Dutch obviously take great pride in their houses cities and cycle paths but the French say c'est la vie. Dog poo litters the walk ways and things are generally scruffy. Having said that the camp ground is lovely and as it is Chas' birthday we have had the day off. We have managed to find sort of a map which we think will  be adequate to get us through Calais and further south. All's well.

Crossing into France

Gravelines near Dunkirk