Framedlight

By the time we arrived at the coast it had started to rain - torrentially. We pulled in by the estuary at Grand-Fort-Philippe, around 10 miles from the port of Dunkerque intending to go for a walk, but I only managed a couple of pictures from the car of sodden mud banks. We had something to eat in the van and made our way to the embarkation area. In Dunkerque this is surrounded by wire fencing which makes you feel a little as if you are in a prison camp, so I thought it worthy of a shot or two, especially as the rain had stopped leaving a moody sky. We arrived in Dover at 9.00pm, in good time to get home for bed.

We landed at Dunkerque and drove down through northern France to our campsite in the Bois de Boulogne on the north western fringe of Paris. Our campsite was near the Pont de Suresnes which crosses the Seine to the suburb of Suresnes. We walked here in the evening and found that there was a weir on the Seine and some large machinery associated with it. We also discovered that the parisians have 'Boris' bikes. The first picture is a multiple exposure of the back of the ferry as we approached Dunkerque.