Here I am in a cheap hotel in Folkestone… staying overnight as I am catching the Channel Tunnel train at 6.50 tomorrow morning.
Having spent most of last night attempting to download a map of France into my Garmin Zumo, which then wiped out the UK maps so had to start again.. quite frustrating.. already. I then worked on the bike almost all of today, checking the oil, cleaning, packing etc etc.
Paisley, my grand daughter, decides to have a quick pose…. manage to wrestle the bike back tho’
She is wearing her Frozen Princess gloves by the way.
At last I am on the road by 5.15pm arriving in Folkestone about 7.15 after riding the last 50 miles in brilliant sunshine, a good omen methinks.
Once I found the hotel I went off in search of a petrol station. It was very pleasant riding along the seashore in the last rays of the sunshine.
Folkestone appears to be quite a nice place… an archetypal British seaside resort
complete with some very grand hotels… in fact this one is called The Grand.
Hold up… looks like I didn’t miss the St Louis arch after all….
a la Folkestone.
So, back to the hotel after having something to eat for an early night.. have to be up at 4am to get to Le Shuttle… unfortunately there is a group of young people a few doors down from me who obviously think this is their home and are very, very noisy. I ask them to keep the noise down as I have to be up at 4, which is obviously hilarious and only serves to make them worse. I hope I can get at least a couple of hours….