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Well, we managed to succesfully negotiate France without too many problems. I suceeded in snapping the bonnet release cable at customs when I was a little too vigorous in trying to show that I was not actually smuggling any drugs in the engine. Have managed a temporary fix which involves using a pair of pliers to open the bonnet! We also blew an oil seal on the rear diff which made the car stink of EP90, a lovely smelling oil if ever there was one. Anyway, we made it through and had some spectacular views of the Alps when we crossed into Italy. I would have loved to show you some photos but our camera broke as well. Only another 400 euros for a new one in Chamonix, that incidentally we now can not charge because it has a French plug on it and our car does not!!
Things could be worse I suppose.
By the way, if you were thinking of going to Genoa I really would not bother!! The port is an especially lovely place, full of lovely sights, smells, sounds etc, I say no more. The general form for waiting for the ferry seems to be that you arrive at about 9am for a 9pm saling and then set up an enormous pic-nic with all your worldy belongings, including the proverbial kitchen sink, we saw several strapped to the roof of cars, and then wait and honk your horn for about 12 hours until the ferry leaves. We were lucky, we only had to do this for about 7 hours!
Just as an aside, our tremendous luck with the weather continues. Yet again it rained every night we slept in the tent and as we left genoa the skies opened with an almighty downpour that simply added to the fun and games of 500 cars trying to go through a space designed for one!
If any of you have read So Long and Thanks For All The Fish by Douglas Adams, I have decided that I am Rob McKenna.
The crossing was lots of fun, we left in a Force 9 gale, the boat was absolutley enormous and even it was pitching and rolling all over the place, to the extent that I nearly rolled out of bed. Amy slept through it all.
We are now in Tunisia so I will write on that page.
If you are wondering about the funny typing it is because the key boards are in Arabic and I can not find the apostrophe button.
Now that's the sort of sign I need.
One door, 500 cars and man who whistles go. Getting off the ferry in Tunis!
