This is not a new post. It was drafted so... long ago that it was almost forgotten. It was one of our many impromptu trips. It was early in the morning one fine (you see, our good friend the Met Office predicted so!) summer day when we decided to drive southeast.
My husband has been meaning to visit Dover ever since we first visited England as a family (with 2 children then) way back in 2003. However, we never did - something always cropped up stopping us from going. Finally, after nearly a decade we made that journey.
You may be asking what actually attracted my husband to Dover. It was a postcard really - showing the majestic facade of White Cliffs, strikingly white taken probably from the ferry crossing the Strait of Dover.
The Cliffs are composed mainly of soft, white chalk. They form part of the a english coastline facing the Strait of Dover and France. The location itself is unique as the White Cliffs country tourism website correctly described : where coast meets country, beauty meets history and England meets the Continent.
The Cliffs have great symbolic value in Britain because they face towards the Continental Europe where invasions have historically threatened and against which the cliffs formed a symbolic guard.
As it is which formations like the Cliffs they were subjected to weather conditions. In 2001, a large chunk reported to be as big as a football pitch fell into the Channel. A further section also collapsed in March last year and the pic. attached is the White Cliffs that we visited in summer 2012.
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