A long drive for us, this one was about 255km from our last stop at Brezolles. It looked like an easy drive on wide roads, so I asked Andrew “Do you think your nerves are up to me doing a bit of driving?” His reply was accompanied by an audible “woohoo!” so I guessed I’d picked the right moment to offer. At the next suitable layby, a quick change of driver and mirror and seat positions and we were off again. Ha, only a few minutes into “my” drive, and we were in a small village with those damed chicanes and lorries coming the other way. Hold on to your seats. I should have recorded how much I drove, I suppose, but after a few similar villages and roundabouts etc, I handed back control.
Arriving at Gurgy, the temperature had become oven-like, and we parked up in the lovely setting of the motorhome Aire alongside the river. The overnight charge was 8.60 euros, including electric hook-up.
Once hooked up we were off on our bikes for a cycle along the riverside. Approaching home, my bike’s rear tyre punctured..grrr…so I did the short walk of shame back to camp.
We had booked a table at the village restaurant for 7pm so Andrew set about replacing the inner tube, interrupted only by at least three neighbours who stopped to offer advice, or just watch, then talked about our van etc.
Dinner was superb! One of those 3 courses Menus, with 3 choices per course. Andrew couldn’t resist the andouilette starter….yeeeuk. To further aggravate the vegans, his main course was lapin in a mustard sauce, with tagliatelle…sorry Benjamin Bunny!
Our overnight here was brill, with stunning scenery and we’d highly recommend it.