Hotel les Nations
Travel Blogs from Vichy
... French Paris like buildings redone recently. This was a town not for everyone that was clear. We heard that a lot of older people from big towns came to leave here cause there was practically no crime and it was still really French ! We walked back after a couple of hours and had lunch in the garden. In the afternoon Hubert drove us around for a bit and we went for a walk along the river "Allier" until the sky was suddenly getting extremely dark. We were worried ...
... the tractor would not be available until Monday morning. So it was another day sitting inside with the rain lashing down and another night sleeping at a rather weird angle. At least we made use of the showers – which were of course solar heated so barely lukewarm!
Our first experience of the 'luxury’ of a campsite and we couldn’t wait to get out of there! Monday morning came and the tractor arrived and duly ...
... but the third time sparked the machine into life to the sound of a jeery cheer from his audience.
Last night's rest was disturbed somewhat.
"My room at my hotel yesterday was clearly in the sex wing," said an excited Paul. "Not only was there a couple going at it like the clappers on one side of my room, but then another couple started shagging on the other side of my room about an hour layer! Most disconcerting when one is trying to ...
... they stopped trying to catch me, though poor Eloise found herself embroiled in inappropriate facebook correspondences. She tells me they went away after she declared that "her father did not approve of this", which is a sentence middle eastern men apparently understand.
A few days after the happy departure of our Egyptian amours, I was sitting on a park bench relishing my independence and my chicken sandwich. Suddenly, a passing Libyan man in a hat paused to ...
The house is also pretty cool. It belongs to an old-fashioned row of tall, narrow houses all joined side-by-side. It has 3 stories + a basement. The first floor is the shared space with a kitchen and living room. The second floor, with a bathroom and several bedrooms, belongs to the family. The third floor is what I like to call ''my own personal floor". There are a couple of empty bedrooms (which are temporarily being filled by the family that's arrived for the holidays) ...
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Pets allowed