On our third aire now at Le Crotoy, literally surrounded by very loud French people sat out talking (shouting) to each other. Makes us realise how completely inept we are at understanding any French at all. Even though Joanne (wife) has been trying to learn basic French for the last couple of months. When we've been to Spain in the past I've got by with a little pigeon Spanish, mainly because they seem to understand a little English. We've found it similarly easy to get by in Germany, but this is a different kettle of fish altogether. There is no apparent willingness to meet us halfway but it's their country, our problem. On the positive side, it's a pretty place, and I'm finding the driving easier than expected.