Dijon Sud Chenove

Yes it is true. We worked our way up to Beaune, and just like in the Rhone, have not been dissapointed at all. We explored the tiny towns of Pommard, Volnay, Mersault, and Satenay, and got to try some amazing wine from all places. We even tried a place in Pommard and then headed over to his son's winery in Mersault (the son's was actually better than his Dad's stuff!) The only word of caution if you come wine tasting ...

... types of their particular wines and finally experienced the touch or feeling the wine has in your mouth. It was very interesting listening to him and his extensive knowledge. He also explained the grade of wines and why they are those grades which would help us later on in the day when we did some more tastings and eventually buying!<br><br>Beaune is the essential French town and very cute. Its one of the few remaining walled cities in the country and historically ...

I only stayed for one night here because there was nothing in particular that I wanted to see, I just came to see what it was like. I caught the train back to Paris and had to use a different train station because Paris has several, all of which have trains going to certain places. My metro ticket should have expired but the other morning it had worked so I tried it again. After a couple of goes it was accepted, Yes! Machines can be foiled, and then 'stole' my way to Gare De ...

... distance. (Or anything else, come to that!).<br><br>18th July 09 Giffaumont-Champaubert 48.33'15"N 4.45'55"E<br>Free parking at a leisure park on a huge lake.<br><br>20th July 09 Piney, near Troyes 48.21'30"N4.20'05"E<br><br>21st July 09 Sens 48.11'53"N3.17'24"E <br>At last we have arrived in Burgundy. At the moment our intention is to explore the Bourgogne unti our return in October. However, plans can change....<br>Sens is a pleasant town with a ...

... which was lit up quite spookily. Beaune is a place we would definitely like to come back to and to explore properly. <br><br>We only had time to walk around a small part of the town, but it seemed quite sleepy: the bars were closing up at about 10.30pm. We trooped back to the campsite and had a late beer sat by the Bongo. Toppling into the van to sleep we were both shocked at how warm it still was - sleep seemed ...

... a small city girl. We went to the old part of Dijon. Carved on the side of the Notre Dame church is a small owl. Legend is if you rub it with your left hand it will bring you luck. I rubbed it with both just to be sure. Beautiful inside. We went to have lunch in the oldest building in Dijon. There was ham in my food. I am very happy about that. There was either that or bacon in my Quiche Lorraine yesterday. Very happy about ...

... on a research grant. She was very excited to meet young people who spoke English. She helped us navigate to our hotel and then took us around the town. Dijon is packed with interesting buildings, it definitely would of taken a couple of days to explore fully. We saw a pretty park with a large fountain where all the old people hung out to sit and feed birds, the main shopping area, a cathedral, the government buildings, and the medieval ...

Kate's first time behind the wheel saw us begin our trip from Paris to Geneva. Planning to spend the night in Dijon, we were pleasantly surprised by how fast the motorways in Europe really are (although our little car stayed firmly in the right lane sitting on 80 miles an hour)! We decided to make Dijon a lunch stop instead and were charmed by the cobble stoned streets and provincial buildings. We wandered through pedestrian street markets selling ...

... much French at the time as I do now! I was definitely in a bit of culture shock for the first few days....terribly homesick as well. But soon I settled in, and as children do, learned the universal language - play! We had a blast, and I think that Florence had a great time visiting a "Canadian family in Germany".

... I heard voices from a bench, approaching I could see a bunch of teenagers looking very subdued, "What is going on?", I enquired sternly in French. They soon realised I wasn't the police and soon we were drinking white wine with crème de cassis (cherry) and desperados (beer and tequila mixers). I shared my wine and crisps. Their parents, teachers, were away and they had taken it upon themselves to get horrendously and outrageously drunk ...