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Another decent night at Collioure, dry and warm. Then a drive around and a look-see! Found the route to the fort on the cliff and one could stopover there, gratuit. Drove around a little and found one could also park at the 'gare' dans la centre Ville de Collioure, so we will, later after shopping and ...
... at a gas station; this author thought the best part was driving back over the border into France.
At the end of the week, we dropped the “Great Randino” off at the train station as he was flying home from Paris the next day. We continued on the road leading the Atlantic side of France, again just across the border from Spain. I had planned this drive so that, if time allowed, we ...
... that the French police take very seriously. The things are beyond ugly. They are black, round balls with a texture on the outside similar to a Morrel mushroom. Slice one up and add it to eggs; mince it and add it to a cream sauce – voilą – heaven on earth.
Chip saw an ad for a place that takes people along on truffle searches about thirty minutes from Meursault, so we made our reservation and headed out at 8:30 am. We ...
... 2700 BC) monolith/tomb. At the monolith site (and elsewhere in the countryside) we saw trees that had the bark stripped off. We weren't sure what was going on until we took a closer look and realized the bark was being harvested to make corks and cork products. After an awesome descent, it was time for a quick shower and our guides dumped us on the bus back to Girona where we said good bye to all our cycling friends. Mike drove us out of Girona, Spain ...
Saturday 20 September
Dublin to Marseillette, France.
It goes down in our travels as one of the most disastrous days.
We were up at 4.00am to catch the bus to the airport. The queues at Dublin airport were tortuous. Danny was frisked and they even went through everything in his wallet. He had shoes off, coat off and belt off before they would let him through. We got to the gate, grabbed a coffee as hadn't ...