EPIC
shab. Shab ENORME . Ow. Ow. Ow. Whimper. Although the day dawns beautiful and
sunny (the same cannot be said for the two of us), we have to hit the road to
try and make some progress northwards. After a quick safety in the bar and fond
farewells to Nicole and the two Philippes we get underway. This is extremely
painful. Both of us are suffering and it doesn’t look like we’re going to get
very far very fast! Determined not to be beaten we persevere nonetheless. The
journey is actually remarkably pleasant, easy roads and sunny skies, beautiful
scenery, we’re longing to get out and collapse in it. We spot a touristy type
sign that promises an Aire and a Chateau and a pretty village, even though we
haven’t made quite as much progress as we’d like we both agree that stopping is
probably a good plan. Once again we have stumbled across a little gem. The aire
is lovely (and free!) and backs onto said Chateau. We have arrived in
Lapalisse.
It’s
all very pretty and charming. We’re bang next to a river and the town is small
and charming. Collapso heaven.
We
go for a wander along the river and attempt a bit of Heath Robinson style
fishing. Thankfully this doesn’t work as the fish that we very nearly caught
was a bit of a monster and we would have struggled somewhat!
Tired
and happy we give into the residual shab and have a (ridiculously) early night.