The weather right now is awesome, with a chance of sunburn.
As I was writing this, I was picked up by a very metal-interested Dutch school teacher. Who could take me another 70km or so south. I have no idea where I am anymore, but the compass is pointing south, so all is well.
Update: I more or less immediately got a lift headed for Lille (via E227?). French guy - the challenge begins. (He spilled Coca Cola in his car, and i've already heard the full extent of my French vocabulary. Now what?)
Hi there,
ReplyDeletenice blog. Strange to say that we were in Lille just three days ago. It was quite unvoluntarly though. A flightcontroller strike in France made an unexpected twist to our return from Paris. We went by train out of France via Lille Europe and into Belgium (Charleroi south of Brüssel).
Well - our experience from France is that they speak fluid French there, but their English are not too good. Hope that your French is better than ours (I believe it is)!
Safe journey from Ørjan & co
Damn froggies!!!
ReplyDeleteStriking is the national sport before football which has an English sound name, therefore we suck at it...
(Jeg håper at norsk min er bedre enn engelsk sine)