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Well here we are home again all in one piece having driven over 4000 miles. That may not seem far for some but to us it’s a looooooooooooong way. We managed to get up to Belgium for 6pm on Tuesday which left us 24 hours to spend in Bruges before boarding the ferry to come home. Another beautiful city neither of us had visited before and we were very impressed. It is so Dutch we weren’t really prepared for that (I don’t know why) but it seems very different when you cross the border from France to Spain. The language of course is the first big difference and then there are the bikes everywhere, and the architecture. It reminded me of Amsterdam. The buildings in the centre are spectacular and of course the lace and the Belgian chocolates are for sale in every other shop. We even managed to squeeze in a trip around the museum of chocolate where we learned more about Mexico and the Spanish invasion than anything else. We had a lovely meal on the ferry coming back and then a long sleep as we were both pretty shattered we woke to find ourselves docking in good old Hull. Apart from a panic when I couldn’t find the passports all went swimmingly.

I dropped Bill’s phone in Vejer and now that’s not working and my camera still hasn’t put in an appearance which I’m sad about but otherwise we have come back with lots of fantastic memories and a desire to go off again and revisit some of the places we particularly liked. It makes us realise what a fabulous continent Europe is and how lucky we are to have such easy access.

I don’t think we will attempt camping again, well not in tents, although we both think a basic small caravan would be great to have next time. Anyone out there want a punctured air bed, a rubbish stove and a blue plastic bucket, with a lid, unused!