Day 19 - London o Le Mont Saint Michel

It was a very early rise this morning. We were the first down at breakfast and got through it really quick so we could start our long day of travel.

First we checked out of our hotel and caught a famous London cab to Victoria station.

Then we boarded a long haul train out to Dover.

We then hailed a cab to take us to the ferry terminal.

Checking it we learn that we need to catch a bus out to the ferry terminal itself. So on the bus we hopped.

Then onto the ferry. This ferry was awesome compared to the last one. We upgraded our tickets, so we were sailing the seas in luxury. We even had complimentary Champagne, tea and coffee. The Ferry was running late to leave, but we were also held up trying to dock due to another ferry being in our way. We didn't mind too much as we were in the comfy seats.

After disembarkation, (yes that is a real word, and yes we only just learnt it) we hopped another bus to take us to the Calais terminal. From there it was another bus into Calais itself.

We then hailed another taxi to take s to the hire car company. After arranging the hire car we then headed out to Le Mont Saint Michel. The drive took us about 5 hours and cost us 24.80 euro in tolls. The country side was pretty. No random castles like Ireland, but definitely some very old buildings.

We arrived in the little township just on the mainland before the entry to Le Mont Saint Michel. After trying to get directions on how to get the car onto the island, we were advised that cars can't go onto the island. The language barrier is huge. Not many french people speak english and we sure don't speak any French. So gestures and speaking very slowly seems to be the way to get your info across.

So we parked the car and caught another bus to the island itself. The bus ride over the forge was exciting and much longer than we thought it would be. There was no entrance for cars at all and once on the streets we realised why cars can't go on there, the streets are only big enough to walk along.

Clay dragged the suitcases through the cobbed street. We knew we were headed in the right direction, but we confirmed this by asking a very cheeky waiter. He told us it was another kilometer up the hill. We were already stuffed. Then he giggled and said it was really only 100m away.

We checked in and dragged our stuff up more stairs to our room. We went for a little explore then found a little place for dinner... at the cheeky waiters restaurant. We had a three course dinner. Ham and salad for entree, Clay had steak for main whilst I had salmon, then for desert Clay had chocolate cake and I had crème Broulee. My desert was nothing like the Creme Broulee you find at wollies in the cold section, this was awesome. The top was all crunchy and super sweet, and underneith the crème stuff was only just sweet so the mix was absolutely awesome!

We finished the night with another wander around before hitting the sack, exhausted!