Tag: Travel in France with dogs

Wine & Wonder on a Wet Thursday – Noyers-sur-Serein, Bourgogne, France

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What to do on a wet Thursday in a caravan? Cuddle a puppy – or better still, cuddle TWO puppies!

Torrential rain thundered on the roof of the caravan and we were surrounded by wet laundry. It was supposed to be sunny! Nevertheless, our view across the rolling hills of Bourgogne was shrouded with mist and we felt surprisingly relaxed; comfy, cosy and snuggled up with a coffee and four warm, sleepy puppies.

The internet was dead. On the road, we tether our laptops to our mobiles to go online. The signal had been poor yesterday, but the rain ensured that both phones had zero service and the campsite’s free WiFi was completely dead. The tragedy of being cut off like this on a rainy Thursday was that I was unable to find a launderette to address our  mountain of steaming laundry. Continue reading “Wine & Wonder on a Wet Thursday – Noyers-sur-Serein, Bourgogne, France”

“To Boldly Go Where No Van Has Gone Before!” Gran Paradiso – Italy

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Kai looks shocked; was it the cold shower or the hairpins?!

My day kicked off with four ten-second bursts of freezing cold water, full in the face. Continue reading ““To Boldly Go Where No Van Has Gone Before!” Gran Paradiso – Italy”

Trying to Watch the England Match – World Cup Semifinals, Auvergne, France

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All set up to watch the England Match.


Some people think football is a matter of life and death. I assure you, it’s much more serious than that. Bill Shankly

We had no internet and no TV reception. Last night, we had driven thirty fruitless miles in two directions to try to find a bar showing the France / Belgium World Cup Semi Final. We didn’t try watching the game via the free WiFi at reception. Someone had been ridiculed for even making that suggestion. 

Although when Mark had gone up to use the free WiFi to check the result, he found our new Dutch friends and the French family next door all watching the game live on their iPads!

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From Wage Slaves to Living the Dream – Our First Book in Print!

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We are delighted to announce that our first book is now available on Amazon, just  in time for Christmas! Continue reading “From Wage Slaves to Living the Dream – Our First Book in Print!”

Paradise Found! Camping La Chassagne, Auvergne, France

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Paradise Found!

I tend to fill the kettle and leave it on the hob the night before. In the compact living space of the caravan, this means that all I need to do is lean out of bed to reach the knob to switch it on for my morning coffee!

The occupants of the tent next door were up early; it was 07:30. The smell of toast wafted into the caravan. I love the morning smells of a campsite. In Britain, the delicious smell of bacon frying…

My reverie was interrupted by the shrill screech of the smoke alarm. I shot out of bed. The kettle was still cold! It seems that half asleep, in semi-darkness and without my glasses, I had turned on the grill rather than the hob. Crumbs in the grill pan explained the smell of toast as they heated up to the point of near combustion… Thank goodness for the smoke alarm. Otherwise maybe WE would have been toast! Continue reading “Paradise Found! Camping La Chassagne, Auvergne, France”

Break for the Border – NE France; Sézanne to Vilsberg

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If you want to experience adrenaline, drive a large caravan around Paris.

If you want to experience adrenaline; drive a large caravan around Paris.

To increase the thrill still further; be a passenger in the tow vehicle!

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En Route Again – Challes les Eaux

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Scarfell Pike – Renamed by the New York Times!

Vulcanicity, the Debut Ding, Avoiding the Pains of Aix – plus Perceptions of Proper Peaks!

“12-Across. What is the highest point in England (8,4)?” Our last morning in Digoin, we chatted to an American chap over a coffee as he wrestled with his crossword.

“Scafell Pike (7,4)” we replied. So it appears that both we and the Ordnance Survey have got the spelling wrong.  According to the informed source of the New York Times, we have missed out the ‘R’ in ‘Scarfell.’ What IDIOTS we are!

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