Le Grand Hotel
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- Meeting rooms/conference facilities
- Minbar in room
- Multilingual staff
- Non-smoking hotel
- Breakfast Available
- Reduced mobility rooms
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... France. So, we set off in the right direction and drove for a couple of hours. We arrived at an aire in Roanne by the side of the river. On each side of us the river either had boats in or was being used for hydroelectric power so we were unable to swim in it. The boys went on a quick bikeride to explore the town while Mum and I set up the campervan. We then took a wander to try and find food for dinner and ...
... our room and Jake is passed out in our doorway. Soooooo we made him look like Harry Potter to have a laugh after the **** night we have had muahahahah. We drag him into the hall way and let him fall asleep there. Me and Kate have just gone to bed and if our room mates come back well that's not our problem!! Other than the two drunkos that can't handle themselves it was a hilarious ...
... as I get on the bus tomorrow morning I will cop even more #facepalm The worst thing is I WASNT EVEN DRUNK! So that's my embarrassing shoot my self in the face contiki moment and it's only day 4! VERITY OUT Oh wait a second, now me and Kate have been called to look after our room mate because she's so drunk. This is why you go travelling alone so you don't have to look after anyone!!! Duhhhhhhh stupid drunk 18 year olds that can't handle their ...
... they just wanted to "go home" I nearly wanted to punch them and be like dude we are in southern France hiking up a hill take a look around... Stupid teenagers. After the picnic we made our way back to the chateau and went in the pool. The bar opened at 2pm and as soon as it did we were lining up to get that beer we had all been craving. We began to just drink by the pool and spent more time getting to know each other even more. These ...
I find myself walking quite early on a road in the middle of nowhere. I know the road is going south. I can't remember where I was going. I'm closing in on Dijon. It's to big a city to visit with backpack so I'm sure I was planning on somewhere close to Dijon. While I'm walking I'm also tramping. At some point, a car with British plates stop. Great, this will actually be people I can talk with. It turns out there are three people in the car. In this case, I ...