I got the ferry at 1215 and chatted to some blokes who were cycling in Northern France to Le-Touquet. I said I was cycling to Prague!!
Once I got off the ferry, I was joined by French boy who I attempted to speak French to without much success. Body language worked though, and I found out his sister was pregnant!
Later that evening after complete exhaustion I found a site by the edge of the road in a country lane, watching the bright lights of the combine harvesters.