This morning I overslept, which didn't really matter as we were in no hurry; all the same, it meant we didn't get away until after 10:30. We went for a lovely walk around the old town centre of Chalon-sur-Saône, which was rather beautiful. The Swan Whisperer, who had explored the previous evening, said one of the streets was very Euro-high-street, but when we explored it together, we realised it was mostly French chains, and very few international. So it was a typical French high street, but not necessarily European!
We came back through the public park next to the aire, and hoped to cut through the botanical gardens, but when we got to the exit, it was locked, so we had to go back to the gate we had come in by and walk round it back to the WoMo. Not impressed!
We then set off to a big Carrefour on the way out of town, mostly so the Swan Whisperer could get diesel. I did a bit of shopping, but was very restrained and didn't buy 6 sheep's yoghurts for the price of four, as I bought some rhubarb compote for him, which he loves (and some chestnut mousse for me to have while he's having them, as I dislike rhubarb). And I resisted (with difficulty) buying a box of two cream buns reduced for quick sale.
Anyway, after that we basically drove up the "Route des grands crus" north to, and past, Dijon; we drove through Nuits Saint-George, where we have often spent the night, either at the motorhome aire or in a hotel in pre-motorhome days; past Marsonnay-la-Côte, and the hotel where, twenty years ago, my mother spilt tonic water on the cushions on the window-seat!
And it rained! We have had clear blue skies most of this holiday, and it has been really warm, but today it was cloudy and then at one stage the heavens opened. This, of course, was because the Swan Whisperer had just washed the windscreen, which was converted in dead insects.
Anyway, we arrived here at Is-sur-Tille and after a cup of tea, the Swan Whisperer went for a walk which he then said had not been worth going on, as pedestrian access to the town was rubbish, and the town wasn't worth seeing when you did get there! Oh well, I expect we can find something to do en route tomorrow. I hope so, anyway.
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