At a quarter to four leave the cave with the last bags in hand. It is dark, no lights are on in the village, the street lamps are off to save costs.
It is sad, this may be the last time in the tiny village on the hill in France.
Start the car, down the lanes, cross the bridge.
Carefully, slowly continue.
Through other sleeping villages.
Then onto the roaring motorway.
With one thing and another, and the insufferable German traffic
The journey takes all of fourteen hours
A long time to drive
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