We've just come back from our summer holiday. Did I say "holiday"? I should have said "odyssey". To us it was an epic journey of unfeasible length. A journey through lands foreign to us (Scotland, England and Kent). By car, we travelled across many miles. By ferry, we journeyed across a vast expanse of ocean. By car, we travelled across many miles (again). In my Mum's house we had dinner, slept a bit and ate many wine gums. Then by car, we travelled across many miles (again, again). Until finally, FINALLY we reached the next stage of our journey.
And it's at this point our journey became so very strange, the account of it sounds more akin to an extract from a Jules Verne novel than a true report of an actual, real occurance. Get this: We travelled in our car, on a train, through a an enormous tube, under the very bed of the sea. And when we emerged from our subterranian experience, at the distant end of the mega-pipe, we were in…another country. A country known by some as "France".
Finally, FI-NA-LLY! France. Finally, we had reached…the next stage of our journey.
By car, we travelled across "beaucoup de milles".
Beautiful pics, nice shades of white.
Posted by: Loïc | 19 July 2012 at 10:54 PM
What camera are you using for these pics? They are very nice!
Posted by: Mike | 20 July 2012 at 11:38 AM
It's nothing special Mike, just an average priced Fujifilm compact. I fiddle about a bit in Photoshop. Not much though.
Posted by: Richard | 20 July 2012 at 11:41 AM
Really? Just goes to show it's not all about fancy kit. :) Are all the photos on here taken with the same camera?
Posted by: Mike | 20 July 2012 at 11:55 AM
Yep. I attribute everything to natural lighting.
Posted by: Richard | 20 July 2012 at 11:58 AM