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Hmmm. interesting one, this. Falaise was always “the place with the knights on the roundabouts” for us but never visited. Friends of ours had recommended Falaise as a stop and we were happy to locate the aire (or at least free overnight parking) right under the castle walls. There were a few large lorries at one side of the car park..more of that later! Having walked into town, and chosen a restaurant for a lovely lunch, the chateau was next on our “todo” list, but looking over the chateau walls to check on the parking below, we were quite horrified to see more of those colourful trucks had arrived, and we could see some poor camels poking their heads out of one truck..eek, the circus had come to town!

The circus has come to town. More and more vehicles will be arriving over the coming hours and we have no intention of staying here while they set up their “big tent” during the night.

We weren’t sure what was most off-putting; the thought of those poor animals cooped up overnight in the trucks, the noise of the trucks’ generators, the roaring of big cats at night or the fear of not being able to exit the car park due to the behemoth trucks (also would the big cats be taken out for a walk at night??) but we made a decision to get outta town! Andrew asked one of the drivers who told us the circus would be starting the next day. Such a shame because Falaise really did look worth a visit. I hope Falaise enjoyed the circus but it wasn’t for us.

The tiny hamlet of Grainville- Langannerie was our very last overnight stay. In front of the Mairie and post office, there was a fair amount of traffic in the car park but no other vans parked up overnight. The church bells were really the only noise. We were so glad to have avoided the circus in Falaise, it would have been terrible to end the holiday on a “low”. Next morning we covered the last few km to Ouistreham ferry port, via a large E LeClerc supermarket for a few biscuits and cakes for the office (yes Andrew buys biscuits for “his” office too) and gifts for our much appreciated cat sitters. We were able to resist the wines. At the ferryport the van was searched as usual and we boarded quite quickly. The weather was much better than on our last cross channel trip home, but it started getting a bit choppy so after dinner, Andrew and I retreated to our cabin for a lie-down. Soon it was time to vacate the cabin and return to UK soil.

So ended our wonderful 31 night trip. Next will be a summary of our holiday, including our conclusions and some stats.

The final few days of such a wonderful holiday. Ecouche looked interesting and the aire was another free one. Having left Alencon I had a “brave” moment, offering to do some driving. Having changed drivers, the satnav suddenly directed us off the main road onto a country lane where I had to pull over for any oncoming traffic. Yikes, not what I’d hoped for at all. After a few miles of this, the satnav’s instructed us to turn left, but we could see that turning led only to a few homes, so she’d clearly gone rogue.

Having pulled over at the first opportunity, Andrew checked the rest of the route and sure enough, Satnav was about to send us in a loop- no particular reason, we guessed maybe she was bored? Memories of our last return trip through Normandy when Satnav had created a proper zig-zag route for heading North to Caen.

We do have a paper Normandy map and luckily Andrew took over the navigation (I say that because maps and me don’t mix well at all) I was happy to follow his instructions, ignoring satnav’s constant “turn back where possible/ at the roundabout take the 4th exit”- (meaning go back) we returned to “big roads” where I felt much more comfortable.

Anyway, Ecouche was well worth the journey. It’s a lovely town, with a very “prosperous” feel, as well as a WWII Sherman tank and plaque commemorating the town’s role in Operation Overlord and remembering the devastation inflicted on the town. No rows of closed down shops here. They have 3 boulangeries, one of which Andrew visited in the morning, despite the drizzle. Their bakery goods were the cheapest we’d found for some time, so another tick in the Ecouche box, for a longer visit next time. The aire was well placed for town, and free. We were glad to find it, despite the satnav’s best efforts.

Bourges was one of those “passed near but never visited” places so the decision was made to give it a go. There was an Aire near the town centre, which sounded hopeful, but we made the error of not checking the up-to -date information. Hence our arrival at what had been the aire, and was now part of a large area of roadworks, oops! However, there were a couple of other vans parked up so maybe they had the same 2014 Book. Feeling safe enough we walked into town, picked up- yes, you guessed- a walking tour map of the town, and started with a visit to the rather magnificent Cathedral, dedicated to St. Etienne, or St. Stephen to you and me.

St Etienne’s Cathedral was built between the late 12th and late 13th Century and has some rather special stained glass windows, reminding us of Chartres Cathedral. A quick count of the seats indicated that the congregation can exceed 1000!.

Bourges also had some quaint cobbled streets to wander, but we were getting a tad hungry by this time. Now we appreciate that “lunch” in French restaurants tends to be 12 till 2/ 2.30 but we can usually find somewhere that’s open all day. Hmm, not in Bourges, it seems. So our tour was cut short by hunger and we returned to the van. Having now done some research we found the address of the current Aire and headed out to find it. Well, it was quite a way out of town, and basically a very scruffy car park next to some out of town type stores. We had a quick look around and observed a couple of vans turn up then leave and we understood why. We expected it to get “busy” late at night, and just didn’t feel at all comfortable there. So reluctantly we bid farewell to Bourges for this trip. We didn’t even stay to have lunch in the van.

Where to stay the night? We opted for Vierzon, another town we recognised from roadsigns. A few km along we found Vierzon and its Aire- another free one! The borne was out of order, but we had sufficient water for a day or so. No vans were parked in the signed aire, preferring a patch of ground near the footbridge which took us into town.

Vierzon was an odd town, with several shops up For Sale or To Let and quite a few groups of males loitering or sitting outside bars. This would not be a place where we’d extend our stay, one night was enough.

Ahem, after a spot of “writer’s block”, it’s time to finish these posts- we’ve been home a few days now, so it’s time to tie up some loose ends etc. This was now the return part of our fabulous month in France and we couldn’t think of a way around that, sadly.

Hey ho, Sancoins was our next free Aire, in a beautiful riverside setting. Mohos were parked parallel to the water’s edge, and there were some picnic benches too. This, for Andrew, is a sign that “camping behaviour” is allowed, i.e. time to get the BBQ out! Well, it was brought out for me to warm up a quiche we’d bought the other day, at least.

Our walk into town showed it was “shut for lunch” with the exception of a lovely Boulangerie. There were a lot of road works going on and it looked like they were about to have a brand new market square. Or maybe yet more parking.

While parked, one of our “neighbours” approached, and asked if he could possibly see the layout of our van, as he suspected it might be similar to his. Sure enough, his Pilote was very similar. We had a lovely chat with Steve and Maureen, exchanging some stories of our travels. They weren’t due to return to the UK till the end of October and we felt quite jealous. It was also quite a novelty to meet fellow Brits.

Dinner (my warmed up quiche) was enjoyed at the picnic table, complete with tablecloth and of course a bottle of wine. Bliss.

Vouvray next, but en route, we discovered a fab little Aire at the village of St. Georges sur Cher, with free electric hook-up and a borne for fresh water and for dumping waste water. It also had something we hadn’t seen before on an aire. Beside each marked off parking space, there was space designated an outside table and chairs. So much for the usual “no camping behaviour”. Anyway, having gratefully hooked up, we wandered into the village which had a boulangerie, restaurant, supermarket and other shops. All closed for lunch, except the restaurant. If we hadn’t plans to go to Vouvray, we’d have maybe stayed overnight.

In February we’d bought the fizzy and some white wine for Louise and Luke’s wedding and it was so good we wanted to restock the fizzy area of the wine fridge and to report to M. Guertin just how well his wines had been received. The free aire in Vouvray has capacity for 3 vans and there were already 4 on our arrival. However, we’d read reviews stating there had been up to 10 vans during the Summer. We ensured we weren’t getting in anyone’s way and parked up as “overflow”.

Vouvray is a lovely village with handy wine shops and a supermarket as well as smaller independent shops. There’s also a rather good Italian restaurant so we nipped across the road for a couple of takeaway pizzas.

Our return to Guertin’s resulted in just a few more bottles being purchased, certainly not enough for a wedding this time, though.

A couple more vans arrived during the evening and none were moved on so as Andrew says “where would you be if no-one was obeying the rules ?” France!

Ah, after the disappointment of the paid for site at Aix- les-Bains, Vinzelles was, by contrast, an archetypal free to use village aire. Based in an immaculately maintained car park, ours was the first Motorhome to arrive that afternoon. This tiny village had provided parking for Motorhomes and we settled on a parking spot ( admittedly these were all car- sized so we had to be a bit imaginative as to how to use as few spaces as possible.) A walk through the village revealed only a bar, so no hope of a Boulangerie visit in the morning. However, Andrew had spotted a sign for a Wine Co-operative with free tastings, so we hopped back in the van and drove there. It was about 800 metres from the aire. Well, IF we happened to buy some wine, we’d need the van to transport it back , oui?

Guess what? Having done the usual degustation thing, yes we bought some rather lovely white wine ( their local speciality) and even some red too. Oh, and a couple of wine glasses (we’d brought only two to France and I’d managed to break one the other day…tsk) Having loaded these into the van, we returned to the aire, confident it wouldn’t be full yet. In fact, a total of 6 vans stayed the night. It was a perfectly quiet night out in the country, in a village surrounded by vines, leading again to great sleep.

Before we set off in the morning, a quick detour back to…yes, you guessed, the Wine shop. This time, we bought another 4 glasses, and a case of rose wine. Interestingly, though it was only about 10am, there were already a couple of group tastings going on…not just us, then! Let’s raise a (new) glass to Vinzelles.