Despite the traumas of the Wallaby's loss to the Poms, we spent a very pleasant time in France on Saturday. We travelled over on the Eurotunnel (how I love how cheap that is!) and then made our way some quaint little back roads to a town called Wissant. Stella had suggested it to us as a lovely spot for lunch, it's a cute little seaside town with quite a few charming restaurants.
We made our way to the beach first. Quentin (a.k.a "Q", who had been on the Great CBA with us) wasn't able to make it on this trip because of the hoo-hah of the Schengen visa that all Saffas need to go to France, so he asked us to bring back something that reminded us of him. We weren't really sure what to get him, so in the end what we did was take photos of things that reminded us of "Q". Some of them were actually pictures of us being the "Q"...
We made our way to the beach first. Quentin (a.k.a "Q", who had been on the Great CBA with us) wasn't able to make it on this trip because of the hoo-hah of the Schengen visa that all Saffas need to go to France, so he asked us to bring back something that reminded us of him. We weren't really sure what to get him, so in the end what we did was take photos of things that reminded us of "Q". Some of them were actually pictures of us being the "Q"...
Nic's Q....
Erik's Q...
My Q..
The last time I was on a beach in France was April this year, with Mum and Mal in Dunkirk, so obviously I was thinking of them, and took this picture for Mum... 
Had a lovely seafood meal in one of the restaurants (although had never eaten cockles before, so that was a bit of an experience - plus I'm not a big fan of oysters so I kind of had to bury that one on the shell plate eh) and then we moseyed on to the shops for a visit to my favourite - Sephora! BTW Armani have a new perfume out, so of course I had to get that one...
Anyway it was a lovely day (marred of course by the dismal Wallaby performance...)!
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