Well, finally we were here. Road trip time. It had only taken us just about a year but finally we were off to embark on a journey for two weeks that would be our ideal ‘stereotype’ of travelling. Nothing but a van, some company and some open but mostly windy roads. Months of planning (Gerard) and reading (Gerard) and trekking (Gerard) all stood us in perfect condition to tackle the time ahead of us. Oh sorry forgot to mention Bee’s training (Champagne, massages and sunbathing...) Anyway you look at it, this trip was to take us through some of the most beautiful countryside Europe has to offer.
The rough plan in one breath: To drive around Northern France and see some Australian War Memorials and key WWI sites; hook down through the Champagne region and sample some liquid gold; then scoot through Troyes and into Switzerland to check out the uber-cool cities of Lausanne and Interlaken then creep up to Germany to have a spa and finally swing into Belgium to check out Brussels and Brugge (translation beer and chocolate) before dragging ourselves back across the Eurotunnel to London. Sudden halt, I know. Read on...
