I now have only 186 countries to go before seeing the world. Mum and Dad had to go to Guernsey in the Channel Islands to settle some family business. They decided to take me along with them, but we couldn't fly as dad would be bringing some boxes with photos and books back to Holland, and that would mean to much excess baggage. It was decided to go by car and then the Ferry from St Malo to St Peter Port on Guernsey and Mum would fly back through Southampton to Amsterdam.
Dad got me up at one in the morning, and we set of for 8 hours driving, we stopped for a short break in Belgium, nearly as short as the journey through Belgium, then another stop in France near the Somme where there were a lot of cemeteries from the First World War. We then followed the coast down to Le Havre and across a bridge called Pont de Normandie, and drove through Normandy and into Brittany past the Mont St Micheal, Dad let me hang out of the window a couple of times to get a sniff of the sea air. We arrived in St Malo with a couple of hours to spare and had breakfast in the old town, my first taste of a real croissant, French bread made in France, and mum had to look around the town and see what was in the shops.
Dad and I stayed outside and I had a good nose around the lampposts and hydrants, although Dad's scene of smell isn't as good as mine, hey is that our Hotel, no said Dad thats french for town hall.
It was time to go to the ferry and check in, because the Channel Islands have the same rules as the UK, I had been to the vet's to have a Tick and Tapeworm treatment, and the Condor Ferries check-in agent had to ensure all the entries in my passport were correct and that my chip number was indeed the same as the passport stated, and that I was allowed into Guernsey, she even gave my Dad a special sticker on the car to let everyone know that I was aboard and my paperwork was in order. The French Border policeman made a real fuss of me and I tried to give him my mail man toy. We then had a short wait to board the ferry, I had to stay in the car but it was only for a couple of hours, so I curled up on mum's seat and had a good sleep.
“Hey Dad your driving on the wrong side of the road” and I can reach out of the windows on both sides of the car and touch the bushes and hedges, narrow roads here. We got to the apartment and unloaded, then Mum and Dad took me to a place called Chouet near the house where Dad's mother lived it has a beach and a golf course right on the doorstep, and I had a run and then went swimming in the sea, my Mum said it was about time as I was really smelling like a dog, well mum now I smell like an old Sea dog well you can leave of the old bit. That evening we had my favourite food fish, and because this is an Island the fish is really fresh jummmmmm.
The next day my mum and dad had to sort through a container with papers, photos and all sorts of personal stuff, and I waited patiently in the car. We then went for a business meeting and Dad had told them that I would be coming along. Lovely a new toy and chew for me, thank you Rachel. Mum wanted to do some shopping and Dad and I tagged along, and then we ended up in the market Square at a Cafe and while Mum and Dad had a coffee I watched all the people, a favourite hobby of mine. I was really doing my best and trying to behave but all the children wanted me to pay attention to them. I was so tired I went to sleep on Dad's foot with my new toy, at least they can't sneek of and leave me, when I sleep.