Kyriad - Dijon Centre

... really got what, but it all tasted good.<br><br>Our trip to Burgundy would not be complete without a stop in Nuit-St. George, where we again employed the "look for the sign of whoever is open" tactic and were not dissapointed. We got to try some excellent Pinot, C******nay, and even some Aligote (a white that they mix with Creme de Cassis for an aperitif) from some of the local producers. <br>Now its up to Champagne!

... for a week and Angela and I were ready to get out of the city and taste some wine!<br><br>Friday night we ate at a local place near Angela's and my building that we have been eying for a while. Its a little Italian place which proved to be an excellent decision. Friday night we stayed at the time share Angela's mom had on the outskirts of Paris in order to minimize the commute in the morning since our goal was to leave around 7:30am. You read that right, 7:30am. To ...

... platform until 15 minutes before and my train was very long, it took almost five minites to get to the last carriage. It was the secnd TGV train I have been on (the first was from Luxembourg to Paris. They are the fastest trains in the world. I have been told that the most recent trial had the train travelling faster than a plane (however the rails couldn't handle it). <br>From Paris to Dijon it only tok an hour and a half, the Ice trains in Germany would have taken at least ...

... the next hour (this was late afternoon) two more vans had stopped. One also collected three cases whilst the other settled on one case. So much for our poor single bottle.... Chablis is, of course, lovely but mainly very expensive hotels, restaurants and bars<br><br>27th July 09, Precy-Sous-Thil 47.23'06"N 4.18'37"E<br>An 'Experimentale' aire, whatever one of those is. No facilities but a peaceful overnight stop.<br><br>28th July 09, BEAUNE - at last.<br><br>

The journey from Dunkirk went well. Soon we were on the A25 to Lille and soon enough after on the A26 to Reims; the miles smoothed away. We stopped occasionally at services - which the French do better than anyone else - and came off the motorway for a short while at Chalons en Champagne to fill up more cheaply. This little excursion was made especially interesting by a brief attempt on my part to drive on the left - it ...

... room window but when I got outside it was quite grey. I thought to myself, **** it. If it rains it rains. I made it all the way to the open air market and then it did. I did a little shopping, but then decided to return to the hotel. Besides, what better opportunity to go to an internet cafe and write than when it is raining. I walked back in the rain and you know what? It wasnt so bad. Gave me a chance to let my mind wander for a bit ...

... place. What was really fun was the fact that could could pretty much climb all over these ruins. You could go into all the nooks and crannies were the animals and gladiators were held as well as all the passages ways that led to the arena from the stands. There was even a tunnel that led underneath the stadium you could explore. So much fun, and surprisingly well intact. After I ran around, we headed back into town to absorb more of the ...

... loch keeping and a key to the engine room! But Brian is doing fine. He is an old hand with the loch gates and did a good job at charming two Loch Chicks this morning. It must have been his shorts, because his French has not improved past 'la tableau'. Between Brian's tableau and Keith's l'addition; we can get a table and pay the bill. But Malcolm is needed for the rest. Wednesday is Janet's house keeping day so we spent the whole day out ...

... cruise are great ways to explore the area. The Cathedral in the City and the European Parliament are also quite amazing. We had French Beer in a Russian style bar in what used to be a German Village. The worst thing we saw was Steve Irwin (The Crocodile Hunter) dubbed in French (Le Crikey!)...I can't even stand him in English. We trained upto Dijon which was a pleasant place, checked out the shops, walked down cobble stone paths, checked out ...

... station, the other about 1Km away. Since I needed to plug things into the PC, update maps on my GPS, resize pictures and generally do the sort of stuff a booth quite rightly restricts you from doing. I went in search of the out of town cafe. It was not where the tourist information marked on my map. I asked around, followed rumours, denials and mixed up directions. I ended up stumbling upon it on it and I sat down for a few hours and ...