I had a baguette and some cheese as soon as I entered Calais, and that is pretty much as French as I got.
Once on board I relaxed, more than I had done on the whole trip. I started to realize that it was soon over and that a couple of months of planning had actually got me this far. I really did not want it to end, but I really did want a shower.
Getting of e ferry was interesting, keeping to the left took some getting used to and you could tell that so did the French drivers unloading the vessel behind me.
I had arranged with my friend Erik to meet me in Dover so that we could do the last leg together, when I found him at the train station in Dover we waited a couple of minutes for a some of his friends to arrive before setting off.
We crossed tower bridge just as the closing ceremony of the London Olympics, lots of lights and loads of people on the streets so it was a great welcome party.
On our way home we passed the Olympic stadium where the ceremony was still going on. That is basically what I saw of the Olympic games and from what I've heard the city is now in post Olympic depression with nothing good to watch on tv anymore.