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Travel Blogs from Vierzon
... such a lovely few weeks together. I had an aborted attempt to sort out the broken sat nav and radio with Europcar (numerous calls had given no joy so we had thought in person might be easier, but no) and picked up the boys from Fontainebleau again. At this point my phone (with off line navigation) was running low on battery and so we managed ...
... is little doubt how he would have painted them... We are breaking our journey to Cambrai at Bourges. It is much further east than we have ever been in the Loire. We thought it might be an industrial town (boring Bourges) as it is off the usual tourist itinerary. We had no idea it was a world heritage site and are delighted by its unexpected architecture. Just opposite the hotel where we are staying, there is a walled market, a mass of ...
Well, I guess it was all going too swimmingly, and there had to be a hiccup. After we reached the Chateau de Lazenay on Friday night, we noticed a large bulge in the front right hand tyre. No problem, take it back to Hertz? Wrong! They don't open on Saturdays.
Rather than risk driving on the motorway, we decided to extend our stay in Bourges for the weekend. This gave us some 'down' time on Saturday to attend to domestics, and ...
... NEVER complain about the Britannia roundabout again!). We arrived at the Gare Austerlitz with time to spare and eventually boarded the train to Bourges. It was a step back in time with old compartment type carriages.
Eventually the train left only ten minutes late, and soon we were speeding through the suburbs of Paris and then gradually into the countryside. It is all so lush and green, and being ...
... 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!