Hotel Le Lion
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- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Pets allowed
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First we had to negotiate ourselves out of the car park and into the Aires car park, which we did with much miming and sign language, our French not being as good as our poor German. Clermont-Ferrand, we discovered, is Michelin tyre city. The head office and an enormous factory were situated just next to our camp spot. Set off by tram into Clemont-Ferrand town to find a dentist to mend my broken tooth. After extremely helpful staff at Tourist Info ...
... like they might cause trouble at any moment. We were invited to join games of soccer and table tennis and we fit right in at the local summer festival, Sable Show.
Our apartment was on the ground floor and the windows opened to Place St. Joseph's weekly farmers' market. Passersby would peek in and say hello or comment on our "bel appartement'. The friends Caleb made would knock on the glass to see if he could come out to play. We established a ...
... of soccer. We used a real ball - boy it is hard to kick and stop a shot. A lot bigger than the ball Caleb and I are used to using. Caleb and Christine then went over for a final visit and ping pong with the group at Kassim's complex. For the third time we had our salmon wrapped fish dinner. Still awesome. Mmm.... Got mostly packed up for our next ...
Caleb went on an outing with 10 or so other kids to the Museum Le Coq. He learned about minerals, birds and lots more. It was organized by the Sable Show people. Evening time was Sandball for the adults. A guy was wearing a Montreal Canadians T-shirt sober named our team The Canadians!!! Sandball consists of teams if five and you throw a small rubber ball back and forth and shoot on a big net with a goalie. You get one point for a ...
... out the rules and watching 18 year old studs running past us with ease. A sad moment occurred when Caleb was chosen captain of a team and promptly passed over picking me for his team four times. His only excuse was 'you are really not good at rugby' - which I suppose he has a point. When I reflect I realize how many sports we do a day - yet somehow Caleb spins it as though he never gets any choices ... Only mom and dad do... ...