My job would be so good for someone who loves travelling, unfortunately I don't particularly enjoy it, so this last month has been a bit hard. Having said that the trip to Paris proved to be really enjoyable. I had enough free time to look around and the meeting I was at was really interesting and I didn't have to worry about speaking myself.
The trip to Hamburg was quite the opposite. I was so busy I hardly got any time to myself, I had a talk to work on and I was really quite worried about it. It was the first talk I have given since maternity leave, and to make it even worse, the last time I went to give a talk I ended up in hospital (I was quite pregnant at the time)
Anyway it went ok, the first half was ok the second half was not so good, I underestimated my audience a bit, but there were some questions and some people seemed really interested. Anyway the whole trip really tireed me so I was really glad that we had planned a holiday immediately afterwards. In fact I had just 12 hours at home and we left to get the ferry to Boulogne.
We had planned to camp near Boulogne and drive to my brothers near Poitiers the next day. I know it sounds mad to camp in October, but we had a very good reason. We are planning a 9 month to a years holiday, where we are going to travel around the mediterranean and some of eastern europe, next year. So we need to know how much cold we can handle. So this was supposed to be our first rehearsal and it didn't go very well.
Things started to go a bit wrong when the ferry was an hour late so we arrived in Boulogne at 8 instead of 7, but we started off and found the campsite (despite K forgetting to bring the name or number for the campsite) we were pretty tired when we got there and the boys were quite whingy, also it was dark, really dark! The campsite looked really nice though and the couple were friendly so we paid and chose our pitch and went to put up the tent. We were really fast at putting up the tent, but the boys were getting really cross and the eldest was trying to help, we had nearly got it up after 10 minutes, the baby was really crying, I was cold and cross and the eldest was being a real pain in the ass. Anyway I went to get the pegs... they were not there :-( still we tried to manage with the 8 oegs we could find around the place trying to hammer them in with a stone (also forgot the hammer, baby flat out screaming by now) then came the blow up matress. Well we ran into 2 problems then, it was too big for the tent and we had no electricity to blow it up with anyway. So we gave up. We were incredibly cross and I was growling horribly at the eldest who was being a real pain becuase he doesn't like the sound of the youngest crying. It was really as bad as it could be. We drove back to Boulogne and stayed in an F1, which was 10 euros more than the campsite (who had reimbursed me!)
The rest of the hoiday was significantly better, walks and the zoo at Doue, the market, and seeing my brother I really love the Vienne, I think I would rather we move there than the south, it is so beautiful and sort of familiar, whereas the south looks so foreign.
We didn't even try to camp on the way back, maybe we should try the back garden first!!
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