It’s ferry day! We still had a 4 hour drive this morning for the ferry so we left at 10am, knowing that it always takes longer.

We actually had a little drizzle along the way and the temperature dropped to 16.5 degrees at one point! I wasn’t complaining!

We’d been hanging out for MacDonalds and we finally saw one on our route. We pulled in, hungry and excited and ordered our normal filet-o-fish meal. But when the price came up we almost ran out of there! $47 for MacDonalds! And that was choosing the small fries and a small coke. 

I said “fuck that” and we left the order hanging on the screen as we sprinted out. We’ve eaten at restaurants for less!

We made the ferry with a few hours to spare and sat in the queue waiting for check-in. There were a few other vans here already as well. I read my book and had a little nap. That’s a great thing about having a campervan.

We splashed out and booked a cabin on board so we could have a shower. It was actually really nice. Two single beds and two bunk beds that folded down. We also had a decent sized window so we could look at the sea view. And the shower was decent too.

Then we went upstairs for dinner, after swearing we’d never eat on a Brittany ferry again. We both had chicken and chips. How can you ruin chicken and chips? It would have been ok if they hadn’t smothered it in a terrible tasting sauce. But it was edible at least.

As we we walking back to our cabin there was a horrendous queue for the dinner! We were lucky we got in when we did as there was nobody.

There was a little roll on the boat but I wouldn’t say it was rough. Just enough to make me feel a bit woozy. So I was very glad to be able to lay down in my cabin.

We arrived in Poole at 9:45pm (10:45pm Europe time) and headed straight for the camping ground in Poole that we had booked the previous night. It felt good to be back in England. Mike just has to remember which side of the road to drive on!