Eh Hostellerie Le Cedre Beaune

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 ...

... moved on. After enjoying such wonderful hospitality, saying goodbye was a real wrench.

14th July 09 Celle 52.37'41"N 10.4'22"E

Gerd had taken us here and it was such an old and picturesque town that we thought we would spend a few days here. When we arrived a huge fair was setting up adjacent to the aire. We were looking forward to it's opening on Friday but, thanks to British motorhome design and our reluctance to spend, had to leave. The ...

... town in search of dinner. Although the Bungundian cuisine was tempting, the sticker price of 25 Euro was enough to detour us. We instead found a lovely little Pizzeria with a cozy terrace, yummy food, and reasonable prices.

The next morning, we walked into town to visit the hospital, "Hotel Dieu". It is actually a medieval hospice, but they use the word "hospital" so as not to turn off any skittish ...

... impressive
88 mph while the temperature guage registered - Gobi desert. Despite being ridden hard the
old girl took everything Kev could throw at her leaving him spent but happy.
Somewhere along the way a turning was missed and an extra hundred km's were added to the
journey. So we thought we knew better than Dashboard Doris and decided to go native and
head across country. Turns out that Doris is a smug cow but we did see some lovely ...

... easy enough to get this right on the motorways, ********* junctions of smaller roads! But the mistake lasted only a few seconds and the surprised French driver who alerted us to the mistake was really nice about it, slowing down gently as I eased (well, lurched) to the right side of the road, and not even offering a corrective beep - very polite indeed in the circumstances.

The last stretch of our day's journey ...

... highly, walking around, riding the carousel, exploring and photographing practically every block because it was so cute, and scouting out where to eat.   We ended up choosing Restaurant "Les Chevaliers" and it opened at 7, so we passed some time in Bar Paris, where we split a half-bottle of 2005 Gevrey-Chambertin (Les Cazetiers, Faiveley) for 24€ (so 48€ full bottle).  I heard from Joe that a full ...

... colors and the rows of them were stunning. We ended up in another vineyard and were proud of ourselves for recognizing the classification of grapes and wine produced there. We headed back into town and went to our second wine tasting, only this time, it was a self guided tour through candlelit caves with 18 wines to taste. We got a tasting cup and a description of the wines and headed down the dark labyrinth to the barrels. There were four C******nays and fourteen Pinot ...

... cases) before they would reach maturity. So, I began to learn how to judge the structure of a wine at this stage. I learned how to anticipate the profiles that were likely to develop in the bottle based upon the clues given in the glass now. For example, fully developed, ripe fruit on the palate means you're dealing with a wine that, in all likelihood, has the potential to transform itself over the ensuing decade, softening and taking on the classic Burgundian traits of flowers ...

... en*m korr*liku turisminduseg* tegeled*. Õnneks leidsime ühe poe, mis p*kkus kõikvõim*likku Dijo**** vähegi seotud j* mitteseotud nänni, millest turistid võiksid huvit*tud oll*. Näiteks võib om*nd*d* inglisekeelse r**m*tu Pr*ntsusm** juustude koht* 31€ eest. Seev*stu võiv*d pr*ntsl*sed s*m* r**m*tu pr*ntsusekeelse v*ri*ndi ost* 18€ eest. Aus mäng, huh? R pid*s v*j*likum*ks ost* hoopis kirsi- j* oliivim*itselist sinepit ning jällegi ühe Crème de C*ssis’.

... veini degusteerimiseks. Selle poolest tõesti, et ig*s poes meelit*v*d sildid sinn* t*sut* veini degusteerim*. Esm*lt kül*st*sime *g* hoopis M*rché *ux Vins nimelist koht*, kus *nti sissepääsu juures pisike met*llist nõu j* sooviti he*d degusteerimist. Ed*si läksime keldrisse, kus oli võim*lik proovid* 18 erinev*t veini! Aus*lt öeldes pettusime seni kiidusõnu kuulnud Burgundi* veinides, sest need tundusid kuid*gi hoopis m*itsetum*d kui teiste piirkond*de suumärjukesed. Muidu ...