Not the most exciting day to write about, but I did find out some things that I want to remember later.
Nathalie met us at the house shortly after 9 am and while we were chatting, I asked her about the house. As I had guessed, the house had been a farm long before this was a prime vacation area. Her husband was born here and inherited the house from his parents. Nathalie and her husband live in the farmhouse and converted what had been the barn (la grange, in French) to living quarters. Nathalie talked about the life here in the "old days" where the man went off fishing and the wife managed a small farm of a couple cows, chickens, and some small plots of land for crops and produce for the family.
They are putting in an outdoor (in the garage area) shower this week as they don't have new guests arriving until Friday. We never used the jacuzzi, but the shower will be a welcome addition to that amenity as well as to rinsing off after the beach.
The drive to Paris was uneventful, until Paris anyway. We drove in and out of sprinkles along the way and were forced to eat lunch in the car. Our usual, sandwiches, chips, apples.
Once to the outskirts of Paris, the "bouchon" (traffic jam) began. At one point it took us 20 minutes to go 1 km (.6 of a mile). You would never want to need a car in Paris. Of course, the motorcycles rode the center line and made good time, but as for the rest of us, dead slow and stop.
We arrived at our Ibis Styles hotel at the airport around 5:00 pm, frazzled and ready to be done. Dave dropped the leased Peugeot which had performed with ease and comfort for the whole trip. Not to mention that it got great gas mileage despite our heavy use.
Once settled in our postage-stamp sized room, we shared one last apéros, finishing off the cheese and sausage, but not the lucques. We're taking them with us tomorrow to finish with lunch in London. We shared a bottle of Vacqueras which was lovely even if the venue wasn't the most exciting. We went down to the bar for one last glass of wine. It's hard to believe that our time here is done. We feel so comfortable in France, it's becoming a second home. Hopefully we'll get a chance to come back at least one more time.
Early to bed as we have to get up at 4 am tomorrow to get our flight to London.
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