Hotel La Maison Blanche
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... of interest that we were looking to discover. A few pineapple juices and duty free Malibu and bed was calling. Saturday 4th – Alarm set for 7:30, nothing like a holiday - we got changed and headed down to breakfast which was included in our room rate. Breakfast provided for us to stock up for a big day ahead with plenty of choice. Don’t forget when taking fruit from breakfast and putting in in your pockets that the pockets don’t have holes ...
After breakfast which consisted of a plate for each of us made up of a baguette, pane de chocolate, croissant, Easter egg as well as cereals of our choice, we ventured out to walk around the old town. Phil had the map in hand and became our own private tour guide for the day.
Montpellier is known as the oldest Medical university in the western world. The architecture dates back to the 12th century and the building is beautiful with ...
... people celebrating Joyeuses Paques (Happy Easter) which is always a good sign.
Sue was able to translate some of the menu for us and has been doing a great job. We ordered the prawns as starters and they were unbelievably fresh. Phil and Sue had the mussels which came in a large pot and of course pomme frites while Sophie enjoyed her hamburger and Lou a salad.
... was pretty close to Altrad Stadium.
Friday 27th – kids did a full day at school while
Mum and Dad packed for another weekend away, got a few groceries at Odysseum
and got Corban’s new rugby ball blown up.
After school Corban went for a haircut which was very flash. We then drove on to pick up our Lamb Curries
from Fou’d Anglaise a café/shop run by an English lady – it took a bit of time
and is in a very ...
... looked the same. With two hours to go, the bus stopped at a major bus stop just near the border with a petrol station and large cafe/restaurant. He said something in Spanish and then looked at me and said "30 minutes". He was very kind to poor old English speaking me. We all got off, stretched our legs, went to the bathroom and had a bite to eat. It was scorching hot outside so most of us spent the 30 minutes inside the cafe. When the 30 minutes were up I made ...