We were all up very early on the day of the move. The kids were running riot, impatient to get on the road, but we had to wait for the last van to be packed up, which was a nightmare. A friend of ours had offered to drive our stuff to the Vendee in two vans, with his mate, to earn a quick buck. It was far cheaper than a removal company, so we welcomed the offer and agreed on a price, cash. Problem was that on the evening he came to see what we had to move, he arrived late and a little worse for wears. He'd been round a friends for "apéritifs", honestly I had never seen him like that before! Anyway, I guess he kind of underestimated the amount of space it would take, and in consequence we spent 4 hours trying to put it all in like a jigsaw. It went in and then out again I don't know how many times, turning it this way and that in the hope it would all go in. Our friend was a little embarrassed as he was cock sure it would all fit, and now it had to no matter what as we were leaving in a couple of hours.
The vans finally left about an hour before we did, they said they had decided to go straight up mid country, something I advised them not to do not only because it's longer but also it's very mountainous, and the vans were packed to the hilt! But they didn't want the autoroute toll cost, ultimately their decision.
We said our final goodbyes, handed over the keys and we were off once again. The car was very cramped as we had to put things in that didn't fit in the vans, which meant the kids were closer together, which meant the pushing and shoving started before we had even left the village. Bribing them with sweets they were finally settled, until we got about 10 minutes down the road. One needed the loo and another had lost his water bottle lid on the floor under the seat, GRRR! And that was just the beginning of our journey.........
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