Campsites,France #15of16

This being the evening before July 14, Bastille Day, there was a man at the Mulhouse campsite who played a sit-down style accordion. By 11:00 PM we had enough, but he didn’t stop until at least 1:00 in the morning. Among other songs, he played “Besame Mucho,” a song written by a friend of ours.

In rainy Senlis we drove through the crowded narrow cobblestone streets, lined with stone buildings, surrounded by a wall of stone houses. We have been in Senlis a couple of times in good weather, so we didn’t stop and walk in the heavy rain this day. We couldn’t find the campsite I remembered near here, but found one a few miles away in St. Lew Dessest.

For some reason, one campsite in Chartres was already closed for the season, and traffic jams caused by road construction created problems finding the one where we finally stayed. The main campground was crowded, and we stayed in a field just outside the entrance, with many other people.

In the castle in Angers, as with many works of art from ancient times, some portions of the “The Apocalypse Tapestry,” no longer exist, but a lot of money had been spent to renovate what remains, and to display it in a fitting location. Really fantastic. The campsite in Angers was excellent.

It has been warm enough to use our fan at night, and Emmy changed into a dress so she won’t be too warm today. We were told the Pilote RV plant was in a suburb of Nantes, but we found it was miles south of there. The Pilote RV factory is not in the repair business, but they took care of several things for us. Nearby Mortague’s campsite served our needs, very well.

As we left the campsite in Les Myonds, we drove to Castillion and bought a cantaloupe in the street market, and some bread at the first bakery on the left as we entered the town. The bread was still warm and we were hungry, so stopped in a vineyard to eat. The bread was outstanding, the cantaloupe was excellent, very orange and sweet.

Electricity in the Colmar campsite would have cost $3.50 last night, so we did not bother. Sometimes it's convenient, but not always necessary. At a Colmar bakery, we figure the baker must have had an off day, or at least must have made a mistake. Otherwise, how could he have made such a delicious loaf of bread on the day that we just happened to visit.