It was a long drive from Central London to Champcey in France, 400 miles to be precise. After a short Eurotunnel ride across the British channel we were in Calais. From there the arduous journey really began, no sat nav, navigation the old fashioned way, with a map, on the wrong side of the road, in storm like rain. When we first started driving through France we drove over a moderately big bridge, Nikki started to freak out a little as she has a fear of heights and doesn’t like driving at the best of times. I followed the route on the map and saw that the road went over water. I hoped it was a tunnel and not another bridge. As we got closer we went over a bridge, over water, that was smaller than
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