Exploring in France

Amazingly, her parents agreed to us hitchhiking to Paris when she was only 18.

We decided it was best in France to wear a short skirt. She looked faboolalalous!... no trouble getting lifts... me skulking in the background, later to manage the expectations of those French drivers.

From Calais, a van promised a trip all the way to Paris, but via Le Touquet. Yippee!

I should’ve realised when the driver insisted she sat in between us on the bench seat, legs astride the gearstick. His gear changes became rather ‘explorative’. I realised in Le Touquet.... where we restarted our journey,