Calais in the dark dont

We arrived at 11 local time in the rain. A closed bridge crap directiopns and a crap navigator meant we drove round down town calais till we eventually saw the bonsai and then around a bit more till we found the road in. We were then relieved to find a parking space and we were let through a coded door by three french squaddies in full battle dress into what looked and smelt like their barrack block. I cunningly spotted the french word reception and hastily translated it. We were in the 36 euro b+b bonsai next door wasw the no frills hotel cap at 26 €. The bar open till three was populated by off duty squaddies playing snooker. We had two adjoining rooms sparsely furnished and tatty. Reminded me of the nurses home but with less care in the decor. A pleasant side effect of institutional living is that you can kip anywhere you can shave shower and shh........ The ladies however were less impressed. I am under instructions to book them in the the 110€ gaff and me in 26€ bargain doss house. We went to the bar 12€ for a demi and grand and a smirnoff ice. And so to bed and so to breakfast. It was everything the girls expected. Lacking only jambon and croissants for me. Sliced brioche and nutella did for Ally and for me melba toast was a treat.
We set off in a torrential and have driven through the same on and off all morning. 40k from pont du normandie now.