Day 1 - And so the holiday begins – at last it seems like we’ve been
planning and making lists for what seems like years!
Up and atom (those of a certain age will know what I mean by
that phrase) – for those of you who don’t then “up and get-going” I think is
the more up-to-date language. Anyway, I
digress we were up and out of the house by 4.45am - for weeks now worried about
the illegal immigrants problems in France, the subsequent Operation Stack and
the French farmer’s dispute about something or other. As it happens we sailed through and arrived
at Folkestone with enough time to grab a bacon buttie and have a quick wee.
- - Now one of the good things about travelling with
your home is that I laid down on the bed and slept through the whole train
journey.
Our next ‘worry’ was that of
Rouen. We’ve travelled to France for the
past two years and the passage through Rouen has been troublesome to say the
least – the first time 2.5 hours, the second time 1 hour but today we were
through quicker than you could say “quelle surprise!”
By 3.30pm we had arrived at Camping
Municipale du Joy Valliere. www.campingduvaljoyeux.fr A very small
site, charged us just 22 euros for two nights with EHU (electric hook up). We were allocated pitch 29 but as it was well
over 80F and this pitch was in full sun we decided to move, only to be told
that we couldn’t pitch there as that was for tents only.... pitch 50 it was
then, in the shade by a babbling brook, visits by ducks, more hens, yellow
wagtails and surrounded by purple hibiscus and buddlea. It was ideal.
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| Our babbling brook |
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| Hibiscus |
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| Buddlea |
Gasping for a beer we decided to
have a walk across to the ‘beach’. As
they do in The Dordogne, they do here in The Loire, they build man-made
beaches. Packed with the locals, great
for the kids with a marked off area of shallow water, a raft to swim out too or
for those in the mood pedaloes – but no beer!
Having asked one of the locals for a bar we were (sort of) informed “centre
ville – 10 minutes” – what he didn’t point out was which way... so why did we
pick the wrong way which was up hill? We
gave up, it was just too hot, returned to WALT and had a vodka and orange
instead.
*****WALT? You say – who is WALT? Well WALT is the new name for the camper –
it stands for Waited A Long Time! *****
Had a wonderful evening sitting
outside in the warm evening, dinner, drinks and bed. The next thing we knew it was 9am!
Day 2 -
Shopping today and then
nothing! There’s been much coming and
goings in the site today. Along with
the pitches for caravans, campers and tents they have these little chalets that
you can hire. For those of you who are
reading thinking it is a possible site to visit on your travels, it’s well
recommended and excellent ‘san facs’ as they like to say (sanitary facilities –
toilet block).
Well written.
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