Au revoir Francais et Angleterre

Well, we made it to England without too many more dramas with fuel after queuing for an hour at a time. This is us in our last queue.

We had a couple of delightful days in Peterborough at a 5 star campground, then headed up to Cheshire to drop off our camping car. Rain, soggy damp, drizzle, mizzle and all the other issle's that Middle England is famous for live here. The poor middle-of-England folk think this is living. I feel for them.

We haven't cooked since we arrived in England, because, seriously, eating out in England is now cheaper than Australia. And we couldn't be bothered.

We've bought so many 'little things', too, we are having trouble packing them to fit into our luggage allowance. This doesn't usually happen with us. We usually have so little interest in 'things' that it comes as a surprise that we are interested in buying now. I think that everything has become so much cheaper here, that it would be stupid not to.

Which makes one wonder -- why is it all so expensive in Australia? Who is benefitting from the price hikes there?

We can get amazing meal deals, and product deals, here, that we cannot get, now, at home. A shame. I think we are being ripped off.

We will soon be home. November 2. Pete is excited. Bec: so-so. Me? Hey: I am happy to travel wherever and whenever I can. A great trip this year. We have loved every minute. (Don't we always?)

The air is chilled in England, about 6˚ C at night and 12˚ C in the day. The leaves are changing colour. The skies threaten. We will not escape without good winds, good rains, and dreary weather. How the English put up with it, beats me. Even so, I love it! I can live indoors as happily as out: and this country encourages that.

Home soon. Au Revoir Francais et Angleterre! Another wonderful trip.

Our last queue for fuel

Sunset on our last evening in France