Hotel Atlantic Agen
133, av Jean Jaures Agen, Aquitaine, 47000, France
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... en daarom mislukte het plan om vroeg weg te gaan.
Toen we wegreden bleek het koud te zijn. Na een kwartier zei Diane, "het is koud, yes" Wat een verschil. Die dag hadden we ook een goede fietsdag. Na 82 km en 659 hoogtemeters komen we in Moissac aan. Bij de ingang van de camping ontmoeten we een Duitser op een fiets. Hij fietst van Heidelberg naar Santiago. Er wordt wat over en weer gekletst. Daarna verliezen we elkaar op ...
Scoping out retirement options in Provence
... in the background, two little toy dogs running up to greet us, a pool peaking out from beside the house and our host (Mireille) calling out 'bonjour' we instantly relaxed knowing this was home base for the next 4 days. The 18th century house was typically provencal, with shutters over the windows, dark pink and orange façade, beautiful large floor tiles, exquisite gardens and restored antique furniture. Bunches of lavender lay all over the house and ...
15.etappe 23km totalt 388km Lauzerte En fin dag
Nydelig etappe med godt underlag for beina.
Varmen var heller ikke paatrengende.
I dag hadda vi flere fine opplevelser langs veien. Motte interessante mennekser og spiste to overdaadige maaltider.
Vi er noyaktig halveis paa turen. Saa no kan man si at nedteelingen i dager og kilometer er i gang. Men fortsatt en lang vei og mange dager for vi kan klatre over Pyreneene.
Snakkes ...
First disappointment
... a town named Cancon.
It looked quiet and thought it might suit us for the night.
We called in at the Hôtel des Platanes and booked a room for the night.
It was only cheap but we realised why. We must have been the only ones in the hotel other than the last few punters coming to lose money on their equivalent of the TAB.
We went out into the streets to try and find a restaurant for a feed but it looked like the hotel we were in was ...
Not visiting Agen again!
... with five playing the piccolo, one on drums together with the piccolo and one (obviously the non-musical one) on the tamborine.
The highlight of the day was the lunch break in a pretty French village.
French motorcycle riders have a unique and very pleasant way of waving to you when they overtake you; we call it 'Le kick'. They kick out with their right foot as they pass you as a way of one ...
This hotel was formerly known as: Atlantic Hotel


