It’s day 19 and time to say goodbye to the most expensive country in the world and head for France.

The first part of the journey through France is on village type roads rather than the motorways I was expecting. Anyway, the TomTom seems to get it right most of the time, but I’m not complaining as the empty country roads are a delight to drive on.

I do eventually get to the motorway and want to head off for some fuel and a bite to eat. Leaving the motorway exit means going through a toll. The lady in front is having problems getting through and came over to me giving it large and I hadn’t a clue what she was saying. “Sorry, don’t understand, non parlez Francais”, she went back to her car, tried again, then came back giving it large again. Maybe she thought I had learned to speak French in the 60 seconds she was away from me! At the time the picture was taken, she had cleared off altogether.

A French speaker in a car further back came and helped her, ticket goes in the hole marked ticket, credit card goes in the hole marked payment. Simples.

Further down the motorway it started to rain, what a treat! I hadn’t seen any rain for nearly 3 weeks, only scorching sunshine and flies.

It’s a sure fact that the closer I get back to England, the shittier the weather gets. It’s also cooling down a little which makes things more comfortable for me.

Found the campsite at Troyes OK, had pre-booked a pitch and was told to pick any vacant pitch I wanted.

There’s a supermarket 50m from the entrance of the campsite, it’s one of those Leader ones which is a bit like Lidl. 10 bottles of beer for 2.09 Euro, what a difference to the prices in Switzerland?

I’ll settle in for the night and grab a bus to the centre of Troyes in the morning, it’s supposed to be a picturesque medieval centre so I’m looking forward to taking some snaps.