Sep 11, 2011

We woke to a sunny wet morning, had a leisurely breakfast complete with a visit by Pedro the village peacock and headed off to explore the Canterbury Cathedral. We thoroughly enjoyed the trip which was a real WOW experience from the moment we rounded the first corner as we approached and saw the massive towers and spire rising above the rooves of the village. The old village is magnificent with cantilevered buildings jutting out over lanes and streets and ancient timber skeletons visible amongst the brickwork. The sort of thing my childhood story books were full of so seems very surreal. We lit a candle and said a prayer for family members past and present and for all those caught up in the September 11 tragedy before we left the cathedral then gratefully sat and ate lunch in the sunshine surrounded by ancient buildings as we texted Sharen and Ken who we thought should be about to reach Kuala Lumpar on their way to meet us in Paris. When we got home we got a reply to say they were, so starting to feel real now.



Village view Canterbury

I’ve been preoccupied with preparations for our departure to France tomorrow. We’ve packed and repacked the bags and minimised the gear we will carry on the bikes and in the back pack so we can be ready to just get up and go in the morning. We have to be at Folkestone no later than 7.50am.The trip on the train in the tunnel is about 25 minutes then we have a ride of just over 3 hours to Paris. I will be pleased to get the first day’s riding in France out of the way…..feeling somewhat apprehensive so need not to think too much more about it so I can just relax and do what needs to be done.



An Aussie biker at Canterbury Cathedral