Well I'm back on the road, after a most welcome break, and suddenly the end of my journey seems amazingly near.
I left Montalivet a couple of days ago feeling relaxed, well rested, well fed, scrubbed and frankly, spoilt. The joy of mattress and pillows still hadn't faded after several nights, and with the nights getting colder (frost on the ground!) I decided to leave the bulk of my sleeping gear there, and try and find hostels and mobile homes from now on.
A bit of a gamble, but there's not even that many nights for it to go wrong now!
Last night I was in Brigueil la Chantre, enjoying Maarit, Charles and Bella's generous hospitality in the chateau that they have been renovating for the past 5 years, and have only just moved into!
It's absolutely stunning, really tastefully done and with plenty of little quirks like the old built-in bread oven like the one at the farm, old stone sinks and of course a turret with winding staircase, though it's only populated by owls at the moment... and all overlooking a lethargic river winding through oak hazel and alder woods.
It made me want to be a child again, and spend days playing hide-and-seek in the house and grounds with Bella the dog.
But time moves on and Graham Blue was getting itchy wheels, so now I'm in Chatellerault, where I've rented a caravan for the night (for just 4euros!). It couldn't be called scenic, or luxurious, or even particularly homely; and when the train screams past every 27 minutes it's so close the vibrations shake the mattress springs that are digging into my ribs... but like I said I've been spoiled.
I'm on my way home.
Can't wait to see you lovely Nutmeg. Wenders x x x
ReplyDeleteWe're getting pre-Meg tingles here!!
ReplyDeleteWhere are you sailing from? Le Havre? and when?!?
I hope the rest of your resting places are more comfy than that one... we can certainly do better here!
See you soon love!
dadx
I'm sailing from Saint-Malo, which is also where I'm writing from.
ReplyDeleteIt's strange being somewhere and not having to go somewhere- if that makes any sense?
I went to the aquarium and wished you were there with me, I still loved it but going to aquariums without dad is a bit like trying to eat spaghetti with a teaspoon. Still tasty just something missing.
I've been talking to Mikey and I think I'll cycle up to Stroud for the birthday meal then back to Bristol; and of course I'll be stopping off for longer on my way back through towards Wales. Been gently working on Tom to see if he wants to join me but his bikes been nicked so i'm not sure.
Oh I'm so looking forward to launching myself onto that sofa, I was thinking about it the other day. Nutella on toast, earl grey, sofa, durh nu nu nuruurh nu nu nu-rurururu... (that's the simspons tune by the way)
I love you so much.
And miss you a lot too.
It's going to be greqt to see you before you go away.
x x x x x Meggy x x x x