Campanile Dijon - Congres - Clemenceau
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... Alyssa had a more simple salad but hers came with pieces of bread that had cheese baked onto the tops of them.
We continued with our mains, a boeuf bourgogneon for Alyssa and a seared veal tenderloin for me. Both of us were quiet during this part of the meal as we were both very much enjoying our mains.
After filling up on all of this food ...
... as was the wine. We asked for a digestif after our meal, and were given a distilled wine with an alcohol percentage of 45. It smelled and tasted like scotch, but tasted like grapes and honey. AS2, or other interested Samms, if you come to France ever, you'll have to try this! Apparently it's unique to the Bourgogne region.
Time to head to bed and get plenty of sleep before we start our next ...
... we had to pick up from a shop! Incredibly we found the shop quite easily and with tickets printed we made our way to the old town and the Hotel Des Ducs. On street parking just a few feet away meant a long walk from the public car park wasn't needed. We quickly dropped off our bags and made the most of the few hours we would have here.
Dijon was lovely with the main Liberation Square flanked ...
... and we were surprised by some of the interesting descriptions (ie: explanation of a scene of a lady stirring a big vat of white clothing: "about every six months the wife sets aside several days to do the laundry"! P-Uey!
Tried to find a pub called La Cappuccino that doesn't serve coffee but was reputed to sell one of the few beers brewed in ...
... him but couldn’t find him. And then we spied him. He had made a forced landing on the carpet right by the mattress on the floor, a few feet from where emmanuel was. Spread eagle. He wasn’t moving. He must have been dazed.
I had my opportunity. I grabbed a towel, and crept closer to him, intending to throw it over him, bundle him up and throw him out of the window. I crept closer, hand towel in hand and was within throwing distance. But I ...