France

After a rather exciting drive to Dover through snowy Kent, the Landy is now safely tucked under our car port in Beaubery in Borgogne and the snow is melting and familiar tractors trundle past with food for the Charollais cows which are penned in sheds to keep them out of the snow.

We need to fill the water and diesel tanks up in the car and squeeze in the last bits and pieces.  I have managed to lose the instructions for the vehicle tracker and the radio!  Too much packing and too many boxes, so I will have to download these.

Our weekend guests are unable to visit from Geneva, as the roads are covered in thick snow,  not unlike parts of the UK at present.  So we will have a quiet weekend packing and repacking the car.

Our first stopover on the next leg will be a warm bed in Geneva, rather than a cold lay-by in the Italian Alps as we put off the day of our first camping night until hopefully things warm up a bit.  

On Thursday, we took ourselves off for a last Burgundy treat, to a new restaurant in Charolles called Le Bistrot du Quai.  It has found a niche in the market, in that it is mid-range unlike its Michelin starred parent opposite.  Jim booked it with his limited French and thought there was something special happening, but with no idea what to expect.  We arrived to find that they had a Swiss evening.  The place was littered with Swiss canton flags and we were served raclette and boiled potatoes in a basket and cold meats. It was all very simple, quite tasty and accompanied by Alpine Yodelling music! The icing on the cake though, was a nice bottle of St Veran.