No prices found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
TripAdvisor Reviews Argos Hotel Saint Junien
Travel Blogs from Saint Junien
... men kissing - it was a Camp pub a gay bar what else do you call them - They were very friendly - even the doorman - who can be seen in one of the pictures.
Retired then to the room and couldn't face the blog.....didn't even manage to book a hotel for the following night - it was earplugs in, snore guards in and that was it!!!
Mileage today 149 (Total Mileage 790)
A dutch greeting by the owner of the camp who was happy to show us everything. I needed to wash our sheets and was determined despite the weather to go ahead with this task. I put the washing on and preceded to cook dinner and at about the time the sheets were due to be finished the heavens opened once more. It was torrential. When it eased a little I asked Kerry if he would collect them for me. On his return he casually said, "you wouldn't believe it, there was a ...
Day 32 –
So, I totally invited myself to walk with the two Dutch men,
who agreed to take me along, warning me that they walk quickly and far. I proudly
said, “Don’t worry, I walk quickly too!” I have now changed my mind. They walk
quickly, and I do not. It was a real challenge keeping up with them. It’s like
running while still walking. It was also very hot today, and it was a real
challenge keeping up ...
... was actually pretty comfortable. I then took a shower in the best shower I have ever seen with multiple faucets at every angle and a rain simulator. Ahh, comfort. Tired as I was, I laid down for a nap. I slept for about 20min when I heard a knock at the door, and I opened it to find the proprietor with my companions. She said that since we were not three, but four (I hadn’t been sure if my fourth companion was actually going to lodge with us or not) that ...
... the church could be seen from quite a long distance away. Once I arrived in the town, I was excited to see more Colombage style homes. The streets were narrow and many of the homes were medieval. This is just the kind of town that I came to France to see. There was also an open air market that I wandered around for a bit before buying a chocolate éclair which I ate at a café with a Schweppes. Two people individually approached me at the café to talk to me about my experience as ...