As I head back to Calais to get the ferry I decided to make the straightest, fastest route there was, then look at places I could visit that were within 20 minutes driving time from my route. That way I wasn’t doing excessive mileage or taking excessive time, but I was still seeing some things along the way.
Today’s stop was Angers, a city I have vaguely heard of but not for anything important I don’t think. Probably just seen it on the map a couple of times. Anyway, I got here late last night and headed for the aire that I’d sussed which was an enormous car park by the river.
It is huge but with a beautiful avenue of trees on the river side, and plenty of large space at that side for my van. As I was parking I noticed a car drive out of a bay and come down to where I was parked, then slow down and cruise past me with the internal light on. As he passed me he flashed his hazards twice and then turned around at the end of the row and came back.
Actually in my experience they’re not real doggers, they are almost exclusively men looking for sex with other men. The first time I found out about all of this was over 25 years ago before I had a camper and used to camp in a tent. Flick down the the next section if you don’t want to hear it 🙂
So I’d pulled into this lay-by near York, really tired and could not be arsed to put the tent up so I was going to sleep in the car which was big and comfy. It had an alarm on which when activated flashed the hazard warning lights like most alarms do. Shortly after getting settled a car came along and drove passed me just as I explained above, internal lights on and flashing his hazards. Then another one did it…I didn’t know what it was but it slowly dawned on me it was some sort of messaging.
I’m the type that likes to know what is going on so I got back up and drove to the top of this very long lay-by to find out what was going on as all the cars were going up there. I pulled in to the top and straight away I could see 3 sets of couples all leaning against cars just chatting, and the first one who’d driven past with his internal light on, a bloke about 50 years old maybe was leaning against his car.
I know I was a bit of a cheeky bastard but I stopped by one of the couples. Both had skin tight jeans on with their cock and balls showing clearly and both had that effeminate disposition. Now, people who know me know I am the furthest away from homophobic you can get…as long as I’m not hassled. So I wasn’t insulting or rude but I asked them if this was where gay people met and should I leave and find somewhere else to park. They both said no they were just having a fag.
Well it wasn’t true clearly but I just drove back to where I was and settled down again, hoping I’d sleep. I stayed at the far end so I was out of their way to let them get on with their thing.
A short while after I was settled though I heard engines and I got up and here’s 3 of the cars, headlights on, coming to a stop in a row in front of me, effectively blinding me and blocking the exit at the same time. I don’t mind saying that my bottom started to twitch…LOL I just watched them for a while but they kept revving and shouting things I couldn’t here then laughing between themselves.
I could have sat it out but I had no idea what was going to happen so I decided to make my move and I started up, put my main beams on and raced toward them, stopping very close to them and blaring the horn. After a few minutes of doing this which seemed like an hour, I got out and used a baton torch to hit one of their headlights with. You need a mighty heavy or sharp thing to break a headlight so I knew I’d not break it but I knew it would make a loud bang inside the car. It got the reaction I wanted anyway, and after a few more minutes of revving and shouting they started to move and I shot out of their like a shit from a drunk.
I actually did not stop til I got to Middlesbrough hahah
Back to Angers…
So my mind went back to that time in York and I got my baton torch out. Yeah I still have it, it’s helped me several times out of dodgy situations 😉 But I have a curtain that I fitted that basically closes off the cab section entirely, so I shut that and put the lights out and he drove away and parked up again, presumably to wait for someone else. For all the world like a spider waiting to ensnare someone.
I liked that he left it because I don’t mind what they do if they only try once. But I recall another time in another lay-by in Middleton Tyas when the guy would not take no for an answer and I actually had to get out of bed and go outside to sort the twat out. Bad times.
By this time my daughter was on the phone so we’re chatting and I’m telling her about my light-flasher and we’re having a little chuckle about it, and I notice another guys wandering up and down a short area of the path outside. Then I spotted 2 more standing talking together in the bushes. Then I spotted 2 more! 5 in total, wandering aimlessly, sometimes chatting to each other, sometimes just walking up and down about 50 metres. Clearly they were either prostitutes or it was just an area where men met for sex. It was kinda funny in a way but I did think if I get any hassle I’ll just find somewhere else to park.
Luckily as I chatted on the phone they all eventually drifted away and I hadn’t been hassled once. Nice one.
Anyway, my day in Angers?
Yes anyway, the day wasn’t too bad at all, a bit of a cold wind but some sunshine and no rain so a perfect day for wandering around town. I found a lovely chateau which to the French means castle. It’s a small but fairly solid looking edifice and in great condition considering it’s about a thousand years old.
There were plenty of places to eat and they were quite reasonably priced too. I saw one place offering a full kebab with everything on, served on a plate for €5. You can’t beat that if you’re hungry.
There was also a nice cathedral although with having Jack I couldn’t go inside but I got a nice photo or two of the outside. There were some lovely old, almost medieval buildings and independent quirky shops that sold art and hand made things and clothes that weren’t designer labels.
While I was walking up the hill to the cathedral a young woman walked into my shot and gave me a right glare as if it was my fault that I was taking her photo. I ended up taking 3 shots because others walked into the scene too. It can’t be helped that’s just what happens but when she glared I did feel like shouting ‘Get the fuck out of my shot!’ Hmmm…what would that be in French? Sortez le baise mon photographie? Probably not, my French is dire.
Anyway, what a lovely city and I am going to explore it some more tomorrow, I’ve got 6 days before the ferry and it’s less than a day’s drive away and I am going through Rouen anyway so I may stop there the last night. I love Rouen.
Where I stayed: Angers, Maine-et-Loire , Pays-de-la-Loire, France, 49100, 47.47717, -0.55738