The crossing

I wanted to cross the English Channel and see the white cliffs of Dover and I did. We took a bus from London to Dover and visited almost the whole way with a talkative Englishman. I asked how he liked the nationalized health care in the UK and he said he, and everyone he knows, loves it. He was glad to pay the taxes to support it and felt the care he received was timely and topnotch. He really could not understand our position in the US as the last first world country to not provide this to the populace. It was an interesting conversation.
In Dover we boarded a ferry and took the one and a half hour journey across the thirty nine miles to France. The water was beautiful, so blue, and the cliffs were striking .







Calais was prettier than I thought it would be with a wide white beach and a quaint town center.





We walked out on the beach though it was a bit cold and windy. Everywhere there were little huts that I suppose people use when they come to the beach.



We drove on in our rental car through the rain,seeing many sites where the evidence of WWII. was still very visible.

Location:Dover to Calais