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On the road again, we are heading further south to La Rochelle in search of the elusive sunshine! According to Mandy’s ‘all the aires’ book there was a free aire in a car park only 10 minutes walk from the town centre with space for 24 motorhomes…..what could possibly go wrong!! Well firstly when we arrived just after midday all 24 places were taken and the huge car park was almost full with an overspill of other motorhomes and ...
... to come from somewhere right? And in my 3 weeks that I
have been here, walking down the streets of Rochefort every day, I
have noticed plenty a baguette, as well as, yes A LOT of people
smoking, more than I would ever see in Kenora or in Thunder Bay when
I went to University. However, I began to wonder if I see a lot of
baguettes just because that’s the type of bread they eat here, no
not the only type, but it’s VERY common. And baguettes ...
... vacation and a great way to get to know each other even more. I
feel that when people travel together, they tell more stories about
their lives or confide in each other more about what they would like
to do in the future.
Hopefully it really is sunnier in the
South of France while we are there because this past weekend was
rain, rain, rain on the West coast, but I guess that’s what I get
to look forward to this winter.
This past Sunday ...
A real seaside day. Morning mists as we rose after our wet previous evening to breakfast standing up before setting off along the coast. Morning coffee at Chatelaillon-Plage with local dancing in regional costume to accordions, hurdy gerdys, flutes; then on towards La Rochelle with lunch overlooking the sea as ...
As we got up at 7.30 we just about got away without torches. As light came we had packed up the trailer and panniers and we're sat at our picnic table for tea, muesli and toast with Vegemite and Sarah's home made apricot jam. Then we were off north bound to the ferry crossing to Royan - a rolling, pitching crossing, a bit chillier than our southbound crossing two weeks ago. After 60 some miles (we can't be more accurate as the mileometer stop working after lunches for a few miles) we ...