Wake up at 8, go to ferry, breakfast, get on ferry, two hours to cross the Channel, lunch, and finally, at 5 pm, THE PENTHOUSE.
It is awesome. Lounge, two bedrooms, two bathrooms, kitchen, dining room and access to the roof as well as the garden (where there’s a ping pong table and a trampoline and a swing set thing and mokey bars). Also: my siblings and I got the big bedroom with the carpet. (Our reasoning for us needing it: there are three of us and it’s a bigger roomer.)
Tonight, we plan to watch Death Proof, for the second time, while eating popcorn. 🙂
Lunch: Man, there is SUCH a big difference between waiters/waitresses in England and the ones in France. Here they’re very friendly and stop by every so often to ask if everything’s okay. In France, they don’t do it nearly as often, and when they do, they’re very cold and distant. Or, if you want to use a different word, professional.
But those friendly waitresses made our lunch much more relaxed and enjoyable.
My sis, bro and I chose to have traditional bangers and mash. Delish.
Oh! We got a satnav. We chose “Sean” to give the directions, the Irish male voice. I had no idea that satnavs worked that well. In movies and TV shows, people using them always get lost no matter what.