Wake up ready for my cup of char and Mike says I am not sure if your milk has gone off - so I say give it here, I smell it and it seems okay so then stupid or what, I decide to taste it and get a mouthful of gone off milk. You would think I would have some sense, but no, I still have no sense and now a mouthful of gone off milk. So first thing I say is lets find some milk - this is an amazing fact though that it seems the french only have long life milk not fresh, this is weird.
So Goose has gone back to the norm and started to use the Sat Nav again instead of the trusty map. We had to use toll roads he said and this time they were really busy which to be frankly honest previously they were quite quiet. I am thinking this cannot be just wind buffeting me around as it appears it does it all the time at speed, well the amount of speed you can do in a motorhome. Getting a bit more used to passing lorries and
holding on tight for being buffeted across the road. Mike oops Goose keeps saying you are doing great - thats all right for him sitting in the passenger seat whilst I am trying to keep the motorhome upright and not in the side of a bloody big lorry. But then, as he says, he has the concrete central reservation his side, so lorry or concrete, concrete or lorry? And being fair, reversion to type or not, we reach our destination without a single wrong turn - so focusing on 100% success - well that is what Goose says!
Anyway we find a nice campsite which is in a typical French village - mind you it should be typical as I am in France!!!!! Arrive during reception siesta time, 3 hours closed, so follow instructions to find a pitch and pay later. It appears they had a similar storm here the night before as some Dutch motorhomers advise us not to park in a couple of places as risk of getting bogged down - all grass pitches here. We found a nice little bar within walking distance in Chinon, or, as the gentleman who owns it said,
it is not a bar or a restaurant it is a wine shop to another English lady who asked for the menu. You could get little plates of cheese or charcuterie with your wine - so we chose the cheese. The gentleman even told us how to eat the cheese in what order - so followed his lead, cannot upset a Frenchman especially one who serves you a glass or two of wine now can we.
I have been having trouble with our BBQ as it was only firing up on one bit so it was more like an oven with the top down than a true BBQ. So handy Paula starts to scratch her head and thinks how can I sort this. So give the burning ring a really good scrub and then the pice de rsistance of all thoughts, I get a paper clip and put it in each of the holes and you guessed it, we have lovely BBQ chicken for tea.
Off to explore the castle tomorrow and more of the town as Chinon is registered as a UNESCO world heritage site - told you I am getting old!
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