Showing posts with label travelling in Europe with a toddler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travelling in Europe with a toddler. Show all posts

Monday, 20 October 2014

The Channel Crossing

Port of Dover
The Ally Ally Oh
 Mama and Daddy took 2 days to get to Dover.  We stopped at a great site at Pevensey Bay where Mama was happy because she could hear the sea at night and then onto another site very close to Dover called Little Satmar.  Mama rang for a Chinese delivery and we were very excited to have it delivered to our camper van.  It was good too.  Anyway, Mama got in a bit of a flap because of not having a working phone so she said that we couldn't leave and had to wait a day until her number transfered but then it worked in the morning so we could leave!  I was terribly happy.  I sang the Big Ship sailed on the Ally Ally Oh but Mama wouldn't let me sing the verse when it sinks to the bottom of the sea.  We had lunch and then I fell asleep whilst Mama oohed about about being on the sea.  Suddenly they were waking me up and Bonjouring all over the place.  I soon got into the swing of it.
Bonjour La France




They parked up in a car park called an Aire by the beach.
The beach was wonderful.  Full of sand.  Sand was everywhere.  Mama was happy because we didn't have to pay but they soon ran out of charge for their mobiles and Mummy frets if there isn't any internet.  She just can't leave her gadgets alone.  I have tried to introduce her to the joy of crayonning.

Sand
M et Mr Mitterand
 I got to see lots of statues.  The French like a statue.  I had my photo taken with Mr and Mrs Mitterand in the centre of Calais and also with one by Rodin.  Mama used to say I was a bit of a thinker when I was born so I suppose that's why I liked it.


Thinking
View from my bedroom window
 Mama was so happy to be back in France.  She explained all the signs to me and and translated all the menus we passed even if we weren't hungry.  Daddy kept pointing out the dog caca.  He's at it now as well as Mama and Nana.  They are like the caca police - my family.

Bonjour la baguette


Oh and I discovered la baguette.  The lady in the local bakery called me petit monsieur and I would go and get the bread every morning and eat most of it before I got back to the van.



Just as I was settling in - they move to Belgium...............