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Travel Blogs from Clermont-Ferrand
... back to town, we went to the super mâché (supermarket) and bought supplies...wine, bread, eggs...and pasta for a home cooked meal. Nice for a change as although we are still enjoying the local fare, we are aware of the costs of eating out each night. Unfortunately we must leave this town after only two nights, we so wish we could have stayed longer, there was so much more to see and experience, it is somewhere we would like to come back and spend more time. On leaving ...
... but demands full attention ... even tuning the radio is not safely possible.
Our night is in a ski resort out of season. You can sense how it would buzz in the Winter, but now tries to make ends meet with fishing, mountain biking, artisanal gourmet sausages and cheeses .....whatever.
It suited us because of its' location and the scenery is a ...
... The office of course was now shut for the day resulting in us staying the night at a rather precarious angle. Oh the embarrassment. I had visions of us sinking further overnight and toppling right over. Mistake number 3 – do not park on a grass pitch in the pouring rain! And if you have no choice keep your driving wheels on solid ground.
Morning came and I went to the office as soon as it opened only to be told that as it ...
Paul is learning his lessons it seems - albeit the hard way.
He finally remembered to put the rain cover on the bike before it got wet.
So it was with some optimism that he approached the Vespa this morning under the full gaze of the smokers who witnessed yesterday's debacle.
Against a hostile backdrop of giggling and pointing he strode to the vehicle and plunged his foot down on to the kickstart.
No luck, a second kick produced a ...
... he might have seen my disbelief.
So I hurried in, hid myself in the appropriate aisle. He appeared suddenly at my left saying "Do you like chocolate?" I almost hit the roof! This was all too much. I left the shop with such haste that he was still browsing the chocolates when I scampered. I turned a corner, I was safe. He would never find me. This would have to be one of my favourite moments involving a corner.
Wait, here he comes. "Wait!" he shouts. ...