The next day dawned with a well rested Fergy and brought with it not only a new month but also the Mayday public holiday which I had totally forgotten about so most places were closed. I had decided that I was going to go to Dijon for no better reason than I wanted to buy some mustard to send home to my foodie friend. Honestly, I am not joking. I did eventually manage to purchase said delicacy but I never got round to posting it and at time of writing in July 2018 it is still sitting in my London flat awaiting delivery!
Even after all these years I still keep discovering new ways to travel and this was one such day as I had my first experience of carpooling. It had happened quite randomly as I was searching on the rather useful Rome2Rio website for my potential options and carpooling was one suggested. I must say that whilst I had obviously heard of the concept before I had never really considered it but it looked like a very cost-effective option, being just a touch more expensive than a bus and far, far cheaper than the train so I thought I’d give it a go. Continue reading “Another month, another place and two new travel ideas.”
The 29th of April (remember this trip was supposed to be a four day one from the 2nd of April) came and I was in a very comfortable room in a hotel somewhere in the middle of France. Frankly, if you had asked me on waking which city I was in, I could not have told you. It was just that kind of trip and I was frankly questioning my sanity by then but my mental state has always been a moot point anyway. I reckon that by normal definition I am completely insane but at least I am not dangerous except to myself. Continue reading “Another two for one deal and all the fun of the fair.”
Here we go again, another gallery post about the wonderful Foire Attractive (funfair to you and me) that I came upon accidentally on it’s last day of a month’s residency in a park in central Nancy. Against all expectations, I really do think I am getting the hang of this running my own website business. There are only another six options of posting that I have to work out but I’ll get round to them in time.
My first foray into publishing a gallery seems to have gone OK so I shall push my luck here and attempt another, this one dealing with the superb Central Market in Nancy. Again, no text and minimal captions but I do hope you enjoy the images. Continue reading “March to the Marche (Market).”
I am probably getting hugely over-confident here but I appear to have successfully published a couple of gallery posts on my site which I am getting rather attached to. Yes, it is a huge amount of work and there are literally years more to come even to catch up on past trips never mind what I do in the interim but at least I know my work is relatively safe here on the principle that I am probably unlikely to shut myself down as has happened to me too often before with commercial sites. Having said that, the way I am with computers anything is possible. Continue reading “What a place the Place is.”
The morning of the 28th April arrived thankfully rather more pleasantly than the previous day had ended as at least it was not raining. Time for me to go for a walk then as I do like to do.
I had seen a covered market near where I was staying and decided that would be good for a look round. I am completely drawn to markets and this one proved to be an absolute beauty albeit with the rather prosaic name of Marche Central. Continue reading “I become ludicrously French.”
The 27th of April came and it came in lovely style as one of the images here (a view from my bedroom window) attests but it wasn’t to last as the weather quickly degenerated into the dismal drizzly rain that I have become so accustomed to on this trip. I was talking to a French guy a little later on my rambles and he told me that April and May were the worst months to visit France in respect of the weather. Trust me to pick them! He reckoned that, whilst it was cold, February or March were better as it did not rain so much. Continue reading “Raindrops keep falling on my head.”
The 26th was planned for another move, this time to Nancy but yet again I had checked the train timetables and found them to be frequent and running late in the evening and so I negotiated with my charming landlady to deposit my case with her as I went for another ramble round Metz. Continue reading “Metz? Let’s!”