Belgium in the Ford Escort

Belgium in the Ford Escort There are four of us in Mum's grey Escort; we are heading to England and enter Belgium from the east, coming from Germany. It is still light; the motorways, as we know, are smooth and perfect. It takes us just a few hours to reach the sea, where we then board for the big island, crossing the Channel. We stop once on the motorway for fuel, but unfortunately the euro has not arrived yet; luckily the credit card works. The Ford Escort runs perfectly; it is the same one that also took me to Egypt. bye