No museums, no beaches, no rush: just secret forest, a nap on wheels and an ancient canal that awaited us without knowing it. Who said that "doing nothing" doesn't give you adventures?
Normandy
We slept like rocks, we fled from museums and followed our noses: shopping, aimless road trips and a hidden meadow next to a tiny village. Guess where I ended up marking my territory?
Beaches where the war raged, bunkers swallowed by the sand, a museum that nearly blew daddy's mind, and a finale in an empty meadow fit for a shaggy king. Fancy coming to smell some history with me?
I woke up sailing, I had a pee next to the "dog toilet", I met international collies and Dad devoured half the ferry menu. We arrived in Cherbourg without diesel and ended up sleeping among French motorhomes.
Hoy solo podemos poner una o dos fotos porque no hemos visitado ninguna cosa. Salimos del camping y luego era coche, coche, coche, ¡buah! Bueno, al menos a mà me parece que hemos ido todo el dÃa en
Qué dÃa más completo. HabÃamos pernoctado entre decenas de autocaravanas en el área de autocaravanas de Dives-sur-Mer. Para empezar el dÃa fuimos en coche a un pueblo no muy lejos, Honfleur, que dicen
