Son of a Beach!

People of Belgium, hear my plea! For the love of God, stay away from the coast at bank holiday weekends! What's the matter with you people? How much punishment can you take? What possible pleasure can you take from sitting in a traffic jam on the way down to the coast and then sitting in another on the way back, with the only thing to show for it is finding sand in places it has no right to be?
Unfortunately, the bank holiday exodus to the coast is as inevitable in Belgium as being 'tinged' by a bloke on a bike. I've never really understood the attraction of sitting on a beach and getting sand up your bum, much more exciting for me is walking coastlines like the one in the photo. The photo was taken on Beachy Head, in England. Just a short ferry trip across the Channel.
I was unfortunate enough to be caught up in a traffic jam going to England on Wednesday and coming home again on Sunday. Thursdays journey to Dunkirk was a nightmare, the usual 2 hour journey took us 4 and we arrived at the ticket office with 15 minutes to spare and a pompous French git of a man telling us that we should have got there earlier. He gave us our tickets but instead of the 10pm crossing we had booked, it read 12 midnight. A 2 hour wait. The ferry was still there and also still letting cars on, so once through British customs I drove as fast as I could to join the cars going onto the ferry. By the time I reached the end of the queue the guy taking the tickets had decided no more cars could board. That was the signal for people to start sounding there horns and shouting irately out of their car windows. Then, in scenes reminiscent of the storming of the Bastille, all of remaining cars started to edge forward. The flustered French man who was taking peoples tickets suddenly decided that in the spirit of Entente Cordiale he would let us through. It was a nice feeling after all the BS we had gone through to get there, a bit like your favourite football team scoring a winning goal in the 3rd minute of time added on, although as I looked at the face of the guy taking the ticket, I noticed that he had an expression on his face that said "enjoy your victory this time, Englishman, but we will have our revenge!"
So, maybe have a think about visiting England next time the sun shines or a bank holiday comes up. It's a great place to spend a weekend, we all speak English, like you guys, and the pound at the moment has slightly more value than Monopoly money. The ferry is cheap to take and you needn't travel too far for lovely beaches and stunning scenery. Oh, and the bars and resturants don't all close at 9pm like they did in Zeebrugge, last time I visited! Go early and come back late because I always go late and come back early!