Euro Tunnel, here we come.

The scenery in northern France is not as extreme as that in the south, or it didn't seem so to us, but that could be because of the speed at which it was passing by!!!!

Without any stops and with, thankfully, clear roads we approached the channel tunnel terminal just as the clock clicked onto to 10pm. We had 20 minutes to our ticket time. We had to get the dogs scanned and checked in at the Pet office and then through to the tunnel terminal. We might just make it after all.

We pulled into the car park and hurried the dogs to the office............

............only to find there was a queue.

There was one attendant on the desk. There were 3 cats (in baskets) on the desk. There were 4 dogs and 2 more cats before us and nothing was happening.

On the wall behind the desk was a large electronic notice board announcing that boarding for our train was closed.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

As Neil was inside the office trying to find out what was happening I started to ask the people outside with the animals. We only wanted the answer to one question

- what happens now?