We've arrived!

Well, what an exciting day that was. The crossing went without a hitch and customs man just wanted to make sure I had turned the gas off. I realised after the crossing that I had a petrol can on board for the generator which is not allowed but he missed that! Probably Bradley trying to lick him did the trick there, must remember that at other crossings! Once the train spat us out we only had a 25km drive to the campsite at Licques. Lovely away from it all small site run by a very nice Monsieur Lance. We watched Spotlight South West (how weird is that?) over a French salad and will walk into the small village of Licques tomorrow to meet the locals. We will plot our next move tomorrow and will probably head towards Dijon (for some mustard?). Lorraine has spotted a small football pitch to do some running on and I will find a local War Cemetary to visit. Catch up later... Au revoir!