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Travel Blogs from Vierzon
... lost on some very minor country roads and were about to despair at making any progress when we literally stumbled on a major new motorway which whizzed us to Orleans and south to the Loire, arriving early evening at gite no.3. Set in it's own little forest with the delightful elderly owners living in the 'big house' it is spacious and peaceful. ...
We came to the south of France via the westerly route. We return through the centre, passing places with the names of French specialities: Roquefort, Volvic, Puy and Vichy. Why are so few English foods named after their origins? We can only think of cheddar cheese and Stilton - and even Stilton was never made in the village that bears its name. The motorway takes us up into the Massif Central, which we have never seen before. The mountains may ...
... shop, as I bought an additional fleece top and Vik bought a model "knight on a charger."
The Chateau was disappointing and we checked out as planned, and found a nearby motel type place. Both of us wanted a decent shower,( Chateau's was broken) and a few more facilities. Neither of us could understand the Chateau - they had a microwave, a fridge, sink with dishwashing liquid and a frying pan, but no crockery or cutlery! doh! ...
... the lift of the car park.! We eventually got out, and started to go to what we thought was the exit, only to be stopped by a security guard.We didn't realise there were two separate lifts and we had chosen the wrong one - of course!
Once outside, we were astounded to be directly outside the beautiful Bourges cathedral. Will be exploring that tomorrow! As well as the medieval timber town, and the local laundromat!
... going up and down and
wonderfully preserved stately homes. Let down by the Musee we took
Ella to mcDonalds for Lunch and a Play...and of course free internet!
We were hoping to find a campsite tonight (as I smell) and found one
called 'Camping Ch-ti'mi'... And I think it was a joke as it was
really 'Camping ******** me' as we could not find it ANYWHERE! So the
Aires again it was!