After last
night’s somewhere restless night we want somewhere a little bit smaller and
more peaceful for tonight. We decide to head north towards Bealiueu sur
Dordogne. Apparently it’s extremely charming, historic, peaceful and lovely.
Just what we need, from the map (which we fail to consult properly) it’s also
on the way to where we need to be tomorrow (Brive La Gaillarde). So. Turns out
it’s not really on the way at all, they don’t let Camper Vans in the village
and yet the want to charge you €5 to stay the night, which doesn’t even include
hook up. We sail on past. Sucks boo to Bealieu.
We cruise on to Argentat.
Argentat is the best place in the world it turns out. It’s beautiful, you can
steal the wifi from the local hotel if you park close enough, (i.e right
outside the front door, sorry Mister manager person) it’s free to park, it’s
got a river with ducklings and everything and the pizza place is YUMMY. We love
Argentat.
After an
afternoon of admin and wifi and stuff we treat ourselves to a long quay side
walk and some ‘ventures and ‘sploring. It’s really beautiful here. We lock the
Norman Pet and Moo Sulky in Valerie and go out for a dinner. We feel like grown
ups who have snuck out on the kids. It’s bliss.
We weave
gently back to Valerie and fall asleep to the gentle clack of petanque boules
from the pitch next door. Um… why are they playing in the dark…? We fall asleep
before we can answer… sleepy happy folks.
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