Hotel Des Remparts
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... eight french speaking people was a challenge of understanding and patience but two of the guests were pilgrims doing 2 weeks per year hiking the camino and they had a little english to go with Laurie's little french so we got on fine until the politics came out and it got beyond our capacity. Basically they fear being accused of racism for the way they deal with muslims. A thunderstorm sent us to our rooms to finish a bottle of red and cooled the temperature and the ...
... in tasting these so had to find some that had 'Blanc, Rose et Rouge'. After travelling a number of kilometres along narrow country roads we found our first winery only for it to be closed for lunch (12.30 to 2.30) and a very impatient wife banging the plates in the kitchen to indicate to the husband that his lunch was on the table! The second one we got a better reception both from the dog ...
... of the Gironde River (the biggest of Europe) it is famous for its XII roman church built on a cliff. The town itself was built in 1284 by Edward 1st of England who reigned during this period in this part of France. A visit to the church and a wander around the town completed our visit. Back home for a leisurely afternoon involving a walk along the beach in front of our house. ...
... block only one cubicle was occupied. So naturally I went to the other end, got my kit off trying to avoid dropping clean clothes on the wet floor, only to hear two voices coming from the occupied cubicle! Male and Female I should add. Must be a way of saving water? At least they didn't invite me in..
Tried my first 'wild' camp last night at Brem-sur-mer. Probably the only real wild thing was the wind. To ...
... the worst effects of it myself.
Then in Poldark, with dark and heavily timbered interiors, VERY similar to the very room I was in, its characters were pasty and wan, dropping like flies from some terrible disease.
Had I been transported to C18th Cornwall? Cornwall and France - well Brittany - are very close after all and I was now becoming used to these fantasy / reality mental tricks.
That afternoon I'd 'taken to my bed' - a ...