How To Stop A French Carnival by A Mad Englishman.

Sounds like a "worst nightmare" scenario..... least u live to tell the tale :-)

We had a similar experience many years ago coming back from Poiters. OH was navigating, I was driving, turn right here said OH, turned right, even though I said I did not think it was the right way. the road got narrower and narrower with cars parked on either side of the road, we had literally a couple of inches either side of the van. Suddenly a huge lorry was lumbering towards us, flashing his lights like Blackpool illuminations. He was almost hitting my bumper and I could see rude gestures and 'go backwards signals, non, non I mouthed vous!! there was no way I was going to try and reverse a van back the way we had come, eventually he got the message, and with a very rude gesture backed into what turned out to be the Market Square where a street market was taking place, by this time both sides of the street were lined with gawpers, sorry french citizens, out to watch the fun. I gingerly drove past him and followed the road signs out of the town and back onto the road we should have been on.

OH has never been allowed to m,ap read in France since, he drives, I navigate!!

That was not the end though, I pulled into the first layby I could find, so we could have a cup of coffee and change over drivers, The van door was open and I had two mugs of coffee on the worktop over the fridge. Another huge lorry travelling at speed passed us, the van rocked and the coffee ended up on the carpet!!    Rude words were spoken this time by me!! I spent the next half hour jumping up and down on a towel to try and get the coffee out of the carpet........good job there was no sugar in it, that would have made matters worse. Once we got home I borrowed a friends carpet cleaner and eventaully got the carpet clean, moral of that tale, keep out of French markets with a caravan on the back of your car and do not stop and make coffee in a latby at the side of the road, use an aire..............