We took the overnight ferry from Plymouth, giving us the benefit of a full days driving once we reached Roscoff at 8am the following morning. Boarding was a slow process but the excitement of setting off on our first European roadtrip passed the time, before we knew it we were ushered up over the loading ramp and nestled amongst a lovely range of shiny campervans and motorhomes in all shapes and sizes.
We left the van and made our way up to the restaurant, had some dinner then found our way back to the cabin. We had wanted to wave goodbye to our homeland but it was already dark with only the twinkling lights of distant ships visible through our porthole. We settled in for the night, the low hum of the engine and the gentle swaying of the ship gave us confidence for a good nights sleep, we were wrong, we didn’t factor in car alarms!
The morning tannoy came an hour before we arrived into Roscoff. Bleary eyed, we packed up our things and dashed upstairs to grab a bit of breakfast before making our way back down to the van. As the car deck cleared ahead of us we were filled with excitement and anticipation of what France had in store for us, after all we planned where we would park up for our first night but from thereon in we were making it up as we went along….. just us and the open road ahead.
things we’ve learnt, or will do differently next time:
- Take earplugs
- Turn off car alarm
- Learn how to fit headlamp deflectors in advance
- Don’t forget to pack an overnight bag for the crossing
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