An early start – 8am! Off to see Dover castle. It has been on the agenda for years but usually too much of a rush to catch the ferry or travel weary on the way back. Well it was
interesting and varied – medieval castles to WW2 bunkers. But not my favourite. Another quick, efficient trip to Calais, blowing a gale but no seasickness. Sadly all Joanna’s shopping plans were dashed because we had forgotten that France closes down on a Sunday and Monday morning. Never mind, next day we were into it, haircuts, Lidl, Carrefour, Zara, and of course the ubiquitous Moules frites in the town square, before setting off on the long haul south to Genoa. All 1500 kms of it on Belgium and French free motorways – via Switzerland.
Switzerland destination Interlaken, beside the lakes in the tourist ‘Jungfrau’ land. No we didn't go up the Yungfraujoch railway (expense and variable weather). From the campsite (oh so incredibly clean, cloths left by every stainless steel basin, afraid to leave a spec of dirt) we used the free buses to get around. Walked up one valley past the site of a canyoning accident in 1999 which killed 19 people including 2 Kiwis. Have to admire the Swiss with their substantial alpine huts high in the valley next to a patch of near vertical meadow. In the valleys their houses are sprinkled all over, all the same chalet style – no scope for architects here!. Up to Lauterbrunnen for a night with a mountain walk to Murren, high up with stunning views of the Eiger and Jungfrau.
To leave Switzerland to the South is not so easy this time of year with most passes not opening before June. However with their tunnels the Swiss go alongside lakes, under mountains etc etc, all lengths, up to one at 19 km. Through to Genoa and the docks – well
what a performance getting on the ferry – all in the best Italian style, no information, when loading some had tickets some did not. However, no one got upset – more like a resigned indifference. Lots tried to cheat and push in. Oh dear. We became very English at that point. Although one of the first to line up we were next to last to load –by reversing up the ramp (it did make us first off). A marked contrast with the slick efficiency of Dover and Calais. Had booked a cabin and what a pleasure beds, shower etc.
Arrival in Oblio northern Sardinia this morning in sunshine and a temperature 10 or more degrees warmer than recent weeks in Northern Europe. Not sure about the access to the Internet here so glad to find a shopping centre with one straight away and hence thought we would sent a blog while we can. Son Nick had a bad leg break and dislocated ankle at rugby last Saturday, now in Timaru hospital awaiting an operation Wednesday afternoon. So good to be able to Skype Katie and catch up with news. You feel a bit helpless when so far away, but he has some great friends down there taking care of him, and his brother and sister are onto it. Now off to a beachside campsite, anywhere will do.

