Amsterdam to Home.

Returning to the cars after a few days away from them was a dreaded task. Would they still be there? Would they work? What would be growing in them? How much was the parking? What ever it was, we had to return. A few checks of the cars, and a good scrubbing of Nail Varnish remover in the Mondeo and we were on our way. The last leg of the Journey was like all the other days. Only I was directing now, and strangly it was the shortest journey we did. We arrived in Calais a full 6 hours early, but looking at the state of the cars, its a wonder it was 6 hours the other way round. Arriving in Dover, it was now dark. Jokes went round about how long the cars would last before they got pulled over, but luckily neither one did. The Calibra soon left the Mondeo behind.
Hitting traffic near reading, it was the longest we’d been stationary in the 6 days we’d spent in the cars. Half ahour last and the speedo in the Calibra was reading 3 figures again. Entering the last 5 miles of our journey, the Calibra started miss firing, and feeling very sick. A few miles later, she luckly recovered. We arrived home 12 hours after leaving Amsterdam, exhilarated, not at what we had done, but the fact both cars had made it, even in their current states.
And so, including Wales and England, thats 15 countries in 6 days. Proof that old cars are better than you’d first imagine.