Roscoff and UK

Sunrise from our hotel window in Roscoff. Last night, we met up with an elderly Frenchman (80 odd years old) who was a young boy during the occupation and told us some of the stories about that time - very interesting conversation.

Friday 13th: We prepared for the trip to the UK by converting about 11 pieces of luggage into 5 for the trip to the UK. The ferry was due to depart at 3:30pm local and I had to drop the car of in Brest, some 60 Km's away. I dropped Brenda off at the ferry terminal with the luggage and headed of to Brest, arriving at about 11:30, hoping to catch a taxi back.

No joy, taxi companies wouldn't accept the fare. So here I am, 60 Km's from Roscoff and no way to return. The hire car people rang the bus terminal and discovered that a bus departed Brest for Roscoff at 1:15pm, a 50 minute ride - NA, try two hours. Arrived at the ferry terminal at 3:17pm, with the staff poised to process our paper work and we got on board at 3:25, the warfies removing the ramp as we stepped on board! - close......



England here we come!!!!!