Onwards to Paris 2

We headed towards Paris via Le Mans because it would have been terrible to not visit the famous race track with such a keen motor racing fan on board. The famous race had been on over the weekend so had we been a day or two earlier we could have gone and watched. No worries, the museum was worth the visit. 

We wandered around looking at all the vintage and classic cars and motorbikes. I loved the sidecars as we had had one. I have fond memories of trips to the coast and around Canterbury, baby in the nose of the sidecar in his carry bag. The things we did in the 70s! 

I was also thrilled to see grandad's old Citron. He used to take us kids on trips through the rough coast roads, pumping up the suspension when the going got tough, much to our delight. I must confess, I got bored before Muzz did but it was a worthwhile stop. 

We headed towards the Versailles entry to Paris and stopped to see the sights on the way, the palace and the parks. Did I mention that we had not book any accommodation at this point? We had tried at an internet cafe a bit earlier to no avail. That should have rung some warning bells! 

We pressed on thinking we would get something closer to Paris. That was not to be. Plan B, we would head towards the airport where we were to drop the car the next day. I must be a good navigator because we found the airport. There were heaps of hotels in the surrounds but they were all full. Plan C, the not in the plans plan! We kept driving north checking at any hotel we could find to no avail. There was a lovely full moon and we saw some interesting towns like Chantilly and Senlis by the light of the moon. 

We finally gave up, found a layby alongside some trucks and hunkered down in the car. The layby also had a service station so a loo and a hot chocolate, much needed by then. A few swear words were said, the cold and uncomfortable night passed and back to Charles de Gaulle we headed to drop off the car and catch the metro to see the sights of Paris.