Having slept for three hours, I met up with Ron in Edmonton to get on the coach to France. I am fascinated by Europe and how close everything is. In the same day we went shopping in France and I had Sarah over for French wine later in the evening when I got back to London.
Loaded with wines (got my favourite Chateauneuf du Pape for a bargain price) we crossed the La Manche...the same trip I took probably 12 years ago but that time ended up in Paris..our ferry by SeaFrance looked exactly the same as the one I took when I was little but everything felt so different of course. A very interesting feeling standing on the deck with Disneyland Paris memories so very fresh under the skin looking at the white cliffs of Dover...It's amazing that for some odd reason life sometimes offers you a chance to re-enact (in a way) a moment of the past.