So, this is it. Time to head home. Crocus Caen Memorial has done the job but we need to depart by 7.00 am with a lot to pack with the mobile kitchen we carry around with us. The hotel does have a bar/coffee shop but we can't use it this early. It would be good to have a kettle in the room to save us improvising. With regard to the room itself it's good for an overnight stop, my only other comment is how small the toilet is.
As we depart, we have to use the night entrance as staff have not yet arrived but with everything bundled into the car, we're on our way to the ferry terminal at Oiustreham, 20 minutes away. It's then a wait for check-in and passport checks.
The Guillaume de Normandie, a newer hybrid vessel, departs on time at 8.30 am and ghosts out of port so smoothly that I didn't know we had actually departed. Six hours later she is already docked. Then there is the inevitable queue at UK immigration. Thankfully, all is in order and we're on our way, planning for a fuel stop and one for a late lunch at Macadee. It's mid-afternoon and my partner inquires about a white horse and I recalibrate the GPS.
The Uffington White Horse is a prehistoric hill figure, 110 m (360 ft) long, formed from deep trenches filled with crushed white chalk. The figure is situated on the upper slopes of Whitehorse Hill in Oxfordshire, some 16 km (10 mi) east of Swindon. The figure was created some time between 1380 and 550 BC, during the late Bronze Age or early Iron Age.
Initially thinking it was easy to reach, that proves wrong as there are no major roads near it, the country lanes proving difficult to drive along. We do reach it, but from ground level, the view is limited and there's been not enough time to research it. Still, it is a good chance to see something new in England for me.
Heading for the M4 at Swindon, again we are diverted from a direct route home as we continue west along the M4 towards Bristol. This time it's for a scheduled stop to visit family. As we reach the outskirts of Bristol an almighty summer storm passes through, amplifying already cooler conditions than we've recently experienced. The stopover in Portishead takes longer than I'd planned but finally we head home, arriving at 9.00 pm after a very long day.

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