Eloïse was certainly surprised to be met by Opa Tony again today. On the drive up from Kilkenny, she had started to talk about what she would do the next time that she saw Opa Tony, but little did she know that it would be the very same day.
It’s been a lovely day, catching up with Tony, Bernie and my new brothers; the perfect end to a great trip, really.
Tomorrow, we head for home, which is a long way from here. With about 1200 km to cover, including a ferry crossing and the Channel Tunnel, we won’t be getting home tomorrow (or even the next day).
We’ll spend tomorrow night somewhere just off the M4 in a motorway services Travelodge hotel near Cardiff.
The next night, we’ll be in Folkestone, just around the corner from the channel tunnel.
Sunday will be the final leg of our trip, as we cross through the tunnel and then drive from Calais to Amsterdam.
It’s been a great trip, but I am looking forward to getting home and sleeping in my own bed. Eloïse, too, is looking forward to playing with her toys and returning to play-school.
This posting probably signals my last whiff of Internet access until we reach home.