From Cornwall we made a beeline to Dover to catch the ferry. We made time to stop at Chawton, to visit the home of Jane Austen and see the famous coverlet. It was lovely to see the original inspiration for so many of the Jane quilts I have seen over the past years.
That night we stayed at a beautiful old country home called Farthing House in a tiny village called Hatch Beauchamp. It was a treat, huge bathroom, huge bed and luxury all the way. It was set in beautiful gardens and had it's own restaurant supplied with produce from the farm attached. We could have lingered longer but France was calling!
We made it to Calais without too much drama, picked up our French car and just on a whim, headed to Brugge in Belgium for the weekend. Meanwhile we were being kept up to date of the deteriorating health of Top Gear's dad so we had a niggling worry in the back of our mind.
Brugge is a lovely city, old and calm, even though it was busy!
I liked the windmills.......(and the chocolates)!!
From Brugge we headed back to Rouen in France, famous as the place where Joan of Arc was burned at the stake. It was a delight with it's 16th century buildings and narrow cobbled streets but.....
we got the call it was time to come home. We spent a day changing flights then made a dash to Paris to catch the plane home three weeks early. We had one night in Paris, just time for one last dinner and to see the Eiffel Tower twinkle.....
then next stop Sydney and home, after all, home is where the heart and family is!
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