April 9-14 Edited and done May 19
Dear Friends and Families,
Beaune (April 9 and 10)
The
six-hour drive over was uneventful, but "stressy", due to intermittent
heavy rain, not promising for tourism. And then there is the difficulty
in traffic as we change countries. Germany is fast, but
orderly. France is less fast and considerably less orderly.
Really, we need to explain that lines in the road are more than just
suggestions.
Our hotel, La Villa Fleuire, is a repeat from a year ago
and it was comfortable going somewhere nice and familiar, although the
weather last time was much warmer. After a damp 15 minute walk
into town, we enjoyed a light meal of salad, wine, and cheese, all very
French and tasty. I'm sure the walk over and back were not enough
to compensate for the calories, but that's what one goes to France for.

We had a whole day available on Wednesday, but we'd seem enough wine
memorabilia on previous trips so we went north of town a bit. On a
bright sunny day, we might have just continued a top-down drive through
the miles and miles of vineyards, but it was definitely not top-down
weather. Instead we took in the eccentric attractions at Chateau
de Savigny.
Part of the attraction at Savigny is normal (French) palace
attractions; vineyards, massive stone buildings, a moat, and decorated
rooms with fireplaces.
But beyond the expected were the unexpected. Collections of
various sorts that left us asking: "Why?". We never learned an
answer. Let me show you.
Abarth-Fiat race cars. The signs said the largest such collection in the world. I'm sure of it, but why?
   
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Vineyard tractors, called
"straddle tractors" since the machinery rides above the vines,
straddling the rows. Again, probably a world record collection
(or only collection). Why?
  
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Motorcycles - and a few
motor-less cycles. Dozens. Scores. Hundreds. In
various stages of restoration. Crammed in two or three buildings.
Why?
   
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Model airplanes and
airplane paraphernalia. Display case after display case, filling
several rooms in the towered palace. I suppose it is one way to
decorate large, drafty rooms, but you know the question.
   
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A modest collection of
fire trucks, most in quite good condition. Here, we have seen
better and bigger, although we still asked "w--?"

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Finally, the most
incongruous, fighter aircraft, nearly 80 of them according to the
sign. I have no idea how they were brought to this Burgundy wine
chateau, much less "why". Truly an eccentric collection.
    
There were two of these "things", but I have no idea what sort of aircraft they were. No wings!

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Since it was still gray and drizzly, we headed back to town for lunch
and had a very nice meal at a restaurant called Le Grand Bleu. Thier
specialty is fish, but we opted for a regional specialty of
ham-tourine, beef burgundy, and dessert. Our best meal so far.
After lunch, we visited the "Dalienium", a small, private gallery of
varied Salvador Dali works. Maybe any collection of Dali would be
"varied". The man was an artistic genius, but had to be
borderline insane. We liked it. (The gallery even allowed
us to take pictures, so we can share some of the variety.)
And, what European town visit would be complete without a church?
Beaune's Notre Dame, while not as grand a that in Paris I suppose,
seemed in the proper scale for the small city, with an exceptional
display of tapestries.
All in all, another nice visit to Beaune. I think we'll pass this way again.
Saint Germain des Pres (Dordogne) (April 11-14)
On Thursday we headed south and west to Melissa's
train station, another repeat stop from last July. The six-hour
drive was unpleasant because of the cold rain and smallish highways,
although traffic was not as bad as it could have been. Melissa
had a warm fire and good dinner waiting for us when we arrived.
Appreciated.
Friday offered more rain, so we limited our activities to nearby driving, eating,
talking, and one game of Scrabble. (Marianne won.) Lunch was at
The Rustic in Exideuil, a very good pre-fixe (12.50 euros),
three-course meal typical of "ticket" lunches in France.
Employers provide employees with tickets for lunch via this system and
the meal is always a good deal for tourists as well. In the
evening, we went to the Ecole Superieure Internationale de Savignac, a
hotel and restaurant management school that features student-prepared
dinners as part of the course-work. Another nice experience.
Saturday
weather did indeed improve. On Saturday, we visited two outdoor
markets to enjoy the sun. The first was in Thiviers, where we
bought cheese, fruit and flowers and generally enjoyed a walk around
the small town. After that, Melissa drove us down to Intriguers,
the big city for the neighborhood. We managed to stretch market
time just enough for Marianne and Melissa to enjoy a dozen oysters
fresh off the truck. I was happy with a sandwich and beer.
In the evening, we joined a few of Melissa's Saint Germain des Pres
friends to celebrate a birthday. It was fun to hear stories of a
few more of the UK ex-pats who have settled here, trading cramped
England for the open spaces and sun of Dordogne. Then it was back
to the Saint Germain des Pres train station, aka "Melissa's House".
Sunday
morning dawned with a clear bright sky. For the first time in a
weeks, we looked forward to our outside excursions! Our first
stop was an antique sale organized by the local Rotary. It was
held in a wonderful chateau (name??) and the highlights included
walking around the castle grounds and sipping coffee on the golf
clubhouse terrace.
After that, we visited Melissa's friend Cecilia at her house, a
wonderful old manor named St. Robert. Cecelia, better known as
"CC", is slowly working her way through the renovation of the
rooms, no small task and one with which we sympathize.
On the way home, we stopped for a couple of pictures of Dussac, a tiny
village with a picture-perfect square, with church, city hall, and
parish hall. I also noted the memorial to the war dead: one man from
the Algerian war in the 60's, five men dead in World War II, and 44
dead in the War to End All Wars. It is hard to imagine how a
village so small could lose so many in a single war.
We
drove back on yet another set of side roads, completing a wonderful
circular drive for the day (orange path in picture.) I was struck
with how profuse dandelions can be everywhere after just a day of
sun. Wonderful decoration. Later, Marianne will help
Melissa fix Sunday dinner and we all look forward to eating with the
sun streaming in.
Tomorrow, we head for Spain and we have faith that the weather will remain wonderful. Stay tuned.
John and Marianne
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