Day 26 — July 26, 1996 (Friday)
26.07.1996 - 27.07.1996
Up early to fight with a shower on a chain. We survived and got reasonably clean. The French are not seriously into shelves so you get to be a pretty good juggler taking showers here.
Left Beaune headed south on N74. Meursault is a pretty city. Chagny is not. Drove through Chalon-sur-Saône with all its ugly apartment buildings and finally picked up the D14 at Tournus. This took us into beautiful farm country with some very high hills and forests and the occasional picturesque village. At Cormatin we took the D981 to Cluny — a beautiful drive. [Keep in mind that around 2012 or 2013 all these road numbers changed so if you try to follow this, use town names, not route numbers.]
Parked the car — for once there was plenty of parking — and bought tickets to the Cluny Abbey Museum and Abbey. We spent the morning wandering the grounds — and being gently chastised when we accidentally wandered into an unmarked “forbidden” area. The lady announced it was, “interdit — strictly forbidden.” Oh well . . . . a small sign would be useful.
We had a light lunch at a sidewalk café in the shadow of the Abbey, then walked around town (literally) to our car and started back to camp. We took the D981 all the way to Chagny, driving through or past one quaint little village after another. You could never choose a favorite town here; they are all so pretty.
Walked up to the camp café and commandeered a table and chairs to write and read the paper. Took our things back to our campsite and returned to the café for dinner. Dinner was fine until two Dutch couples with a total of four children were seated beside us. Felix (the littlest) emitted shrill screams periodically and somehow four children managed to seem like forty. Their folks got them ice cream before dinner to shut them up — didn’t work. I actually gave up my evening coffee to escape the Dutch terrors. What must the French think; their children are all so well behaved!