Fact Finding

Our journey began very, very early on Sunday 24th March. The shuttle crossing was a mix of emotions for the adventure ahead and the fear of spending the next four days on the wrong side of the road.

 
As it transpired these fears were totally unfounded as most French roads seemed devoid of traffic and we arrived in Finistere , some 700 miles only having to negotiate one very small roundabout and two or three junctions.
Now after the best pizza I've eaten outside Italy, a few beers, and a good nights sleep we would be ready to look for the house we need to make a new life.