The day the clocks go back is my least favourite of the year. I think of it as Blue Sunday. But this year, instead of staying at home and whingeing about it, we took a drive along the Opal Coast from Calais to Boulogne.
Who knew it was quite so beautiful?
We got the idea to do this when Damon’s sister said she and her family would be passing through Calais on Sunday morning. They’d just spent a week in Portugal and would be driving through France on their way back to their home in Scotland.
They’d have an hour and a half to spare with us. We haven’t seen them in ages, so we arranged to meet in front of Calais’ most impressive landmark, its town hall.
It was great to catch up with them and hear all about their holiday. In fact, I think our move to mainland Europe may have inspired them – they’re now talking about moving lock, stock and barrel to Portugal.
They think it would be great to give their children, Willow and Carrig, more opportunities in life.
Once we’d see them off, we headed back to the car and set off for the scenic coastal road from Calais to Boulogne – or Boulogne-sur-Mer, to use its proper name.
I have to be honest, I’ve never rated Calais, so I was surprised how quickly the view became rather lovely. The road from Calais really hugs the coastline at points, so you get some great views.
There are some good places to stop off and get out of the car to admire the view too. Here’s a snap Damon took of me at one of the places we stopped.
We carried on down to the charming little town of Wissant, where we stopped off for lunch.
We finished our afternoon with a wander round the old fortified part of Boulogne-sur-Mer. We’ve been there before, but it is very charming all the same.
Then it was back in the car to Lille. This time, we took the autoroute and were home just as it began to get dark…