L'Atelier du Soulondre
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- Continental Breakfast
- Multilingual staff
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Pets allowed
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Today we got up at 4.15am to go for our last early morning bike ride, our second in total. I had cocopops with orange juice and a glass of water. Then we got on the bike and headed to Roujon, went down through Roujan and down to Neffies. Then we went up Neffies to the Col. at the top I had half my fruit rouges muesli bar and my other lollie. At the top you could see the lights shining and flashing in patterns, they were ...
Today we went to Montpellier and did some shopping.
It was fun but my feet really really really hurt it was too hot and sticky. I wanted some comfy shoes or some with roller skates in them!!!
Mum scraped the car wing mirror while driving into the underground carpark but didn't do heaps of damage.
We had lunch at Georges Cafe, it was ok. I liked Mum's chocolate frappe and the Bonaffi Pie.
We shopped ...
... us in
their Hymers. Andrew Martin from
Bowen/Melbourne walked with us for a day.
His wonderful photographs are below.
John McL walked with me over the
first big hill. Ramo and Lyn at the
wheel safely arrived at our next town! The path was narrow, briar
littered, stony, full of uneven steps, little signage and lonely. Few pilgrims on the road this year!
... death he was venerated as a saint, and his body was preserved in tact, but later, in 1572, the Hugenots burnt his remains and only a few particles now remain which they keep in a little silver chest in the cathedral.
CC was waiting for us armed with a coffee and the paper in a little pavement cafe. The tyre had died just before he had reached the garage, so the car now sported a temporary jobbie with a smart red centre. Now two new tyres were called for, ...
... centuries where even the cows look up lazily to see what the throaty roar is coming along the road, this was a day to flag up as special in the memory banks.
Mountain top villages and those nestling in the valleys alongside sparkling, fast flowing rivers were the main menu, with trees splattered with the bright green of new buds, fields full of either “dents des lions” or the inviting subsequent clocks and roadside banks covered in cowslips, campanulas and a ...