Crossing the Channel

I must have dozed off because I didn’t hear the sound of the engines when I awoke. We must have docked somewhere. Then I realized that my bike ride around France had ended and I was again close to home. It was evening as I sorted thought the dozens of bicycles on the Dover-Calais ferry.

My destination for the night was the Luddington House Hotel with a comfortable bed and hot showers. Both would be a welcome change from the past week, I’d been camping every night and cooking most breakfasts over a small camp stove. Occasionally I’d find a small cafe with dinner, but for the most parts, the camp stove also provided a warm dinner, hardly satisfying.

Exiting the ferry I turned left and headed out, around the traffic circle, crossed Back Rd W, and Athol Terrace till I came to Marine Parade, paralleling the A-20. In about 100 meters I arrived at my destination. And a great night’s rest.

There must have been some sort of celebrity here, a TV-news van was parked out front. But I was too tired to care who it was. A good night’s rest in a comfortable bed was all that I cared about.

for Sunday Photo Fiction – July 10, 2016


About Mike

I'm an avid bicyclist, that also enjoys Kayaking, Nature Photography, Cross Country Skiing and Geocaching. There's nothing more boring than sitting indoors in "good" weather.
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3 Responses to Crossing the Channel

  1. I see you did your homework on the names of the streets as well ^_^ Good story. I remember using those cookers. Luke warm meals that left you still hungry.

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