Gotta go to Dover to catch a ferry to France. The bus driver was very ignorant, n didn’t want to let me on since I called him a moron, coz he was kicking my backpacks, it’s a gud thing its got a helmet on… On the ferry bumped into a guy who happened to be a guid, and knew all the coolest places around, so gave me some clue. Also met some group from Australia, nearly joined them to Poland.
So was just chillin in france, beach was fairly accepteble, there were no lockers damn, gotta carry around 7 stones. Ridiculous. 1 guy asked me, what I was up to. I said, backpacking. he went: with a suitcase? On a beach? Hm..