|The gorgeous rhododendrons in Ireland|
It was about a three-hour drive. We returned our rental car (the Kia with the steering wheel on the left) and flew RyanAir to Brussels, Belgium.
We picked up a new rental car, a small Mercedes that (thank heavens) had a navigation system and the steering wheel on the "right" side. We drove to northern France. We realized that our arrival in France is the day after the 70th anniversary of D-Day.
We made it to a town near where we were staying (Hesdin) and Eric dropped the girls and me off there, while he went to the house where we're staying in Caumont.
We walked around and did a little window shopping, then ate dinner at Le Globe. It was difficult because really, no one spoke English. Bianca's 7th-grade French only did so much. She could ask questions, but didn't know what people were saying when they responded. Le Globe had English translations on the menu and one of the servers spoke English. I had a three-course meal with seafood and for dessert. The food was good here and there was live music.
We were pretty tired after traveling all day, but I was a little scared to go to the house we rented. Eric warned me that it wasn't very nice and was in the middle of nowhere.
|The bull that was staring Bianca down when we went to see the lady cattle who were singing their symphony of moos|
|I tried to start a fire because the house was so cold, but it wouldn't start.|
|Our kitchen that we didn't really use|
|Portia and Bianca's room|