Yep, heading home to Frankfurt, Germany.
We are at the ferry port at Dover, England. Check out the cool Combi-Vans traveling with us on the ferry.
OK the weather is better than our earlier crossing but still I’m apprehensive, I still have to stay in The Car for two hours so I’ll do what I do great, sleep then!
I’m a little sad about leaving England for what will most probably be my last time. Sigh… Good bye White Cliffs of Dover.
Well we made it across the English Channel no problem. First stop as always is to stock up with yummy French food in Dunkirk at the local Auchan Supermarket. Now this time guys, more Human treats like that fabulous French ham for me eh?
We are off! Heading across France for the Belgian border, all buckled up and snuggling into Princess Human with my usual worry about the world look. Boss Human says I’m old beyond my years. I say I’m wise beyond me years. The world out there is a dodgy dangerous place you know…
So… a Border Collie crossing borders again… Another long queue of cars and trucks as we approach the Belgian border but we get through fairly quickly this time. Onward into Belgium then, around Brussels on its always busy R0 ring road. We then slingshot out onto the E40 motorway towards Liege. Not far now to the German border and the border town of Aachen beyond.
We cross the German border before Aachen, no problems but then 20 or so kilometers into Germany anther big road block disguised as road works with heavily armed police inspected cars and trucks. Blinding lights shining in our windows… With our car’s foreign GB plates I thought we were gonnas but no, apart from Grumpy Human going the wrong way once waved through which caused much yelling and cursing in German and pointing of said rather large guns we were on our way.
Keep calm and relax as my pillow says…
Next we swing by the beautiful city of Cologne and onto the last stretch of 100 miles or so down the A3 to Frankfurt. Easy peasy eh?
And home at last!!!
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Well I made it to England. Sorry about my blurry eyes and silly Human… What a trip. Easy to drive from Frankfurt through Germany and Belgium but once we got to the French border near Dunkirk whoohh, big road block and huge delays as security checked all vehicles coming in to France. The knock on from the Paris incident of course. Rather pleased actually, makes me and my Humans feel safer.
Any way once through that we had elected to use the Ferry route to Dover, England. Big mistake. A huge storm arrives delaying our departure then what a ride at sea… And guess what? Us dogs are locked in our cars for the crossing while our Humans are aloud out on the ship, not fair! Our car was up the front so it was not pleasant with the rocking and rolling for several hours.
Glad to say I arrived fine but a little ruffled as my picture will attest!
I’m sorry guys I have been so busy that my blogging has been a bit slack recently. I’ll try and make up for it as I have a few travels and adventures to chat about. Today’s blog will be a little more sad and serious than some of my previous posts though.
Last weekend was ANZAC day which for my Aussie and Kiwi Humans is a special time of remembrance for all the lost men and women from Australia and New Zealand who gave their lives for their country in conflicts far away. On this day every year since being in Europe we have tried to locate and pay our respects at the final resting places of a few of my Humans fellow countrymen who tragically lost their lives so far from home.
This ANZAC day we decided to visit a small plot tucked away and almost forgotten in the corner of an old church graveyard in the little French village of Mussig near the German border (not far from Strasbourg).
Here in this village on the 15 March 1944 seven airmen, six British and one Australian lost their lives.
It’s a very sad thing to see these places as although the Commonwealth War Graves Commission does an excellent job of tending to them, the reality is that these guys families are a world away, probably never having the opportunity to visit what are quite lonely and forlorn sites.
This is one time I was happy to stay in the car. I could feel the emotions from my Humans.
Oh ohh… The lead is on and I hear talk of a drive somewhere… Should have made myself scarce.
We have been on the road for over an hour now. Hey, we must be going to Paris for lunch!!!
No, not Paris, Metz in France’s Lorraine region. Quiche Lorraine for lunch then!
This is embarrassing. I know my Humans are Aussies and Kiwis but really… Am I a dingo or something?
Not much into old churches but this one was pretty big and impressive even I have to say… Saint-Etienne de Metz cathedral apparently.
I’m left outside as usual. Dogs are not allowed, what do they think I’m going to do in there anyway?
Had a quick squizz inside before being shooed out by some grumpy Frenchman. Pretty cool windows that’s for sure.
On our way back to the car now, a couple of hours and I’ll be home. Himmm… better prepare myself for the long drive then and what could be better than a fire hydrant eh…?
Home sweet home at last but I have to say, lunch in France was way cool.