|Very stormy seas! Pretty exciting, and I am thankful that none of us get motion sickness.|
We took the ferry across this time, and arrived around noon in Dunkirk. Jeff had looked up a sweet little town to visit, Bergues. It was said to be very Flemish, so we thought that would be fun to check out. We drove straight over there, and it WAS cute. But the wind was so strong (remember the stormy seas?) we couldn’t stand to be outdoors for more than a few minutes at a time. So, we ate lunch and then drove around a little. It would have been great to spend a lot more time walking around, but we just couldn’t do it– that wind was crazy.
We had a really nice lunch. I love ordering the prixe fixe menu! For lunch, we paid 15 euros and enjoyed four courses! All Amelia really wanted was frites, which she has become quite the afficionado of, but I made sure she ate some ham as well.
Here’s something pretty adorable– a waffle cone of chocolate whipped cream came with our after-meal espressos. Awww…
More cuteness. I like to imagine waking up in the room behind that top window and throwing the shutter open to greet the world.
After seeing a bit of Bergues, we headed over to our very cheap hotel to check in. Imagine my surprise to find it located inside the parking lot of a huge warehouse shopping center! Here’s a glimpse at our view from our very glamorous lodging. But it was clean and the price was right, so no issues there. We had gotten up at 4 a.m., and I had hardly slept the night before. We all passed out for an hour or so, then were ready for the next thing.
We quickly realized that there was not much to see in the area where we were staying. We headed to Wimereux, a tiny coastal town that we had stopped at on our way back from Boulogne-Sur-Mer last time. The sun had come out, and although it was still incredibly windy, it was beautiful.
We tried walking around a bit, but we had to just find shelter– time to eat again! The last time we were in Wimereux, we had a very memorable lunch. I had the most incredible mussels– they were so fresh, cooked perfectly with lots of vegetables. We had made a small scene there, since our card didn’t work when we tried to pay the bill, and we had to enlist fellow diners to help us translate. Plus, the meal took a really long time, and we were worried about missing our train– and did something unheard of in France– we asked for our dessert to go! Then Jeff ended up having to jog down the street to find an ATM, came back panting that he had the wrong card and needed mine… Yeah… I probably wouldn’t have gone back, except that the food was so good! When we walked in, they recognized us immediately and were super nice. The chef spoke English, and translated for our waitress, “You had a problem with your card last time!… Are you in a hurry today?” (It was all with a friendly wink.) I’m glad they were laughing with us about it, and it felt so nice that they were glad to see us and treated us so warmly.
I ordered the mussels again, and they were incredibly good. (Don’t be surprised if I write about mussels and this restaurant every time we take a trip over to France!)
We also had a really wonderful calamari and chorizo appetizer. Amelia went straight for the prawns. We all left happy and full.
P.S. As always, I am posting more pictures on the And Here We Are facebook page.