Pavillon De Gouffern Silly en Gouffern

... to sleep due to spending our time looking for Olly. Looking at the state of us and not sure if our friend even existed the police decided to take us to a drugs rehabilitation centre. Here we were given gone off pancakes and sheets with three different types of stain on them. There was also a slug on the ceiling. . . . . . Olly was spending the night in a hotel. Tempted by sleeping on the floor I braved the matress and fell asleep laughing (like a metal)<br>

Distance covered: 40 miles<br><br>After a much needed nights sleep we headed for a super market to buy the days food. Unfortunatelly in France Sundays are dead and everywhere is shut. So with little food we pushed on. It quickly became apparent that Olly was struggling a bit with the pace. This maybe due to the fact that he spent the night in a hammock sleep talking ...

... and cracked open a bottle of 1 euro wine. During a gap in the rain we left the village to search for a spot to set up camp. We soon found an absolutely perfect place with trees perfectly spaced (for ollies hammock) and grass for mine and Alex's tents. However, it took us hour to set up. I really don't know what was going through Olly's mind when he decided to live in a ...

... due to the amount of cut glass on display and the failing arms of a 3 yr old. One accident could have blown our Euro budget for a month.<br> <br>On the way here we took a wrong turn due to dodgy GPS co ordinates - Stu had to reverse down a road for about quarter of a mile, a little tense family moment shall we say?

A lazy day, a guilty pleasure. Today we did very little of any sort. The weather was glorious and so we wandered around the lake and through the town. This is definitely a resort town, which obviously fills up with Parisians in July and August. For the rest of the year it seems filled with retiree's who enjoy the parks, sports, and sunshine and great food. Probably the casino is a draw card for some but it isn&#8217;t something Andre, nor I, would do. I guess that if I had to compare ...

... as we were running a little late. As we travelled north the scenery changed to the rolling hills of Normandy, with many farm houses and a lot of white cows. Nearer to our lodgings we turned into a forest along a narrow road, which was very pretty. The village of Bagnoles is a spa town with a small lake, in the heart of the forest. There are plenty of activities as well as plenty of opportunities to pamper yourself. Our lodgings are amazing and we were ...

... we went o L'Aigle to the market and had brunch there at a cafe. Bought some yummy apricots. <br><br>We also went to the hyper market for some supplies and then off to a near by lake where we had a late lunch, lazed around in the sun and the children played in the pedal boats.<br><br>A fantastic couple of days and we look forward to returning the hospitality when Graeme and Rita visit us in the south of France

... in Le Havre, the gateway to Normandy and Paris. We took a shuttle bus into the city center. They drive on the same side of the road as the US. We walked around an outdoor market selling fish, meat, cheese and clothing. We explored the city on foot. Le Havre is the greenest city in France, with many parks with playgrounds and beautiful gardens. They ...

... listener and becoming a martyr on the spectrum of greatness was distressing. The first night in Normandy ended with a well-presented and delicious dinner at our hotel and a beer next door at the bar. The next morning we headed out to the more somber portion of our trip. Our first destination was the Caen Peace Memorial Museum. The name was somewhat deceiving, unless by peace memorial they meant the Caen Peace (OR ELSE) Memorial Museum. It was a respectable World War II ...

... late and after a failed attempt at some late night dinner (we couldn't find an internet, but we thought we could find some food establishment open at 2 a.m., HA!), we went to bed in our sunken mattress. Our tour was a half-day tour that began at 1:30 the next day, so we had the morning for other activities. Chad chose to sleep, I chose an open market. Can you believe my luck, another huge market at the edge of town on a day I was there! I dragged myself out of bed and weaved my way ...