The alarm went off at 7am sharp and almost immediately we heard a rumble of thunder. Then, within 2 minutes, we heard the splat splat splat of king sized raindrops on the caravan roof. Diving into some clothes, we dashed outside to bring in or cover up that which we left out last night, the chairs, the groundsheet, the towels, a small table and the cover off the A frame.
Having rescued everything, all we could do was sit and wait as the heavens opened, the sound of the downpour making speech impossible. This all lasted for about an hour during which time we washed and breakfasted. As our pitch was on gravelled soil, the strength of the rain bouncing off the ground sand blasted everything outside less than a foot off the ground.
Despite all this, we said our goodbyes to Monsieur and Madam, Minit the cat and our friendly Dutch neighbours at 9.30 am, tired and a little shell shocked from such an unexpected and frantic start to the day. We knew it was time to go when the new arrivals brought with them the youth of today. The peace will undoubtedly be disturbed.
By now the sun was shining and by the time we hit the A7, the temperature was up to 26 degrees with a clear blue sky.
An uneventful journey, nice to have the motorway free of lorries. As usual, a couple of stops and we arrived here in Macon at 3.15pm, 33 degrees and sunny.
Tomorrow marks the start of our final week. We've two nights here, Sunday and Monday and off to Paris on Tuesday for 5 nights. Sunday in Calais and home for tea on Monday.
We're delighted with the site here despite it being full as far as we can see. The ablutions are plentiful, clean and bags of hot water so no complaints.
Wishing you both fun for the rest of your adventures, safe and happy travels, see you soon, love and hugs, Jane and Steve xx
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