Day 2

Rain.

Rain.

Raaaaaaain.

Sad.

It rained all night and all day. Leaving us drenched, low on morale and even achier. We walked another 16/17k finding ourselves in the proximity of Grand Fort Phillipe (Dont you mean Phil?) Gravelines and Petit Fort Phillipe. Which are all centered around an amazing historic star fort. (cue Joe military history ramblings :p)

We also raided a supermarket named SUPER U! for supplies, picking up much in the way of Nommage. We then pushed on into Gravelines in search of a Hostel/hotel, there was ONE, which was so very expensive we ran away screaming. So we decided to move on spirits even more crushed than before.

Then.
A miracle.

In the form of;

GERALD AND PASCAL!!!!!!!!!

Who saw us plodding, saw our sad, then went out of their way to a) pick us up and b)drive us to Dunkerque!!!!
They were also, quite possibly the nicest people we have ever met. Ever. They also gave us (free of charge) a map of Calais to Brussells and a tour of Dunkerque as well as the locale of the Hostel and various cheap hotels.

They have our infintie thanks.

Hostel.
Showers.
Nom.
Happy :D