Mercure Dijon Centre Clemenceau
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We started our second day in Beaune with a lovely breakfast before going to the Fallot Moutaderie - the mustard factory. At the factory, Ben saw a stone mustard grinder for crushing mustard seeds. Next we got to make our own mustard by crushing mustard seeds with salt and verjus (which Ben thought smelt like vinegar) in a mortar and pestle. The tour guide said Mummy's mixture was excellent! ...
After a small blip, of Peter having a grumpy day and finally admitting to being a little bit over it and feeling homesick, we are back on track. I feel guilty as he has been doing all the driving but I have offered to try. All too quickly he said no, I think the thought of me driving Frankie was an even scarier prospect.
We made our way down France to the ...
... American in our group and myself left the others (who weren;t that keen on the bike ride) and completed the full 45 - 50 kilometre circuit. It was a good workout in warm mild weather.
Because Sue doesn't ride a bike we left her in Buene and here to tell you all about what she got up to is Sue herself..
I had a lovely day exploring Beune and practising my School Cert French."Capaccino s'il vous plait?"
Beune is a ...
... as an old people's home. He took us to Notre dame and told of being a server there until the day the priest slapped his head for looking around to see who was taking communion. He knew his home town well and showed us hidden courtyards, back entrances and entertained us with both historical facts and his experiences of growing up there, where his great grandfather had been a grain merchant. After leaving him we had our first Italian meal in a pretty small bistro down n alleyway then ...
I have officially been back in France for a month and I realize that I am already way behind on my blog posts. This time, however, I am determined to catch you all up. (Since my arrival, I've had spotty internet and I have been travelling a lot!)
After three long months of anticipation, visa applications, cryptic emails from the French government and a lot of last minute shopping, I flew out of Philadelphia on September ...