Cath and Julia’s Slightly Illegal Grand Tour of Europe - Part 5!
Two middle aged women, a boot full of booze and an Erin Scarlet!
The driving had been hard all day, but the Scarlet hadn’t fretted for a moment. The French Riviera was in sight now, a place where this car was truly at home. Not that they’d have time to visit it before turning north and heading towards central Europe.
“Crouton?” said Cath, offering Julia, who was in the drivers seat.
“Ooh yes please, and if you have any more of those dips and the melba toast. And the breadsticks” she replied. Typically, this was their idea of chcoclate bars and crisps.
Just then, a black Erin Berlose flew past going in the other direction. Another one overtook them shortly afterwards. “Odd” said Julia. “Has Marco sent us a present?”
“Pah, present?” replied Cath, sarcastically. “This is the man who’s bought be a Dolly Parton CD for Christmas 3 years in a row”. They both chuckled.
But something wasn’t right. Cars were driving more slowly up ahead, there were emergency vehicles driving about, and a couple of other racers were at the roadside making repairs.
“Is this in your guidebook?” joked Cath. Julia laughed, but it was a nervous one. They passed one of the crashed Berloses. “Geez” she said.
“I don’t like this” said Julia. She tensed up as they approached sea crossing of the D114. It was time to get serious.