We reached Argelès-Gazost in mid-September, by then already well into the foothills of the Pyrenees. We stopped with our motorhome in the dedicated parking area beside the supermarket on Route du Stade. The individual spaces were surprisingly narrow and short for a...
After Mont-de-Marsan we continued towards the foothills of the Pyrenees and reached Crouseilles, a tiny village surrounded almost completely by vineyards. Here we stopped with the motorhome at the small municipal area below the Château de Crouseilles. It was one of...
After Saint-Macaire we continued south and stopped in Bazas, another historic town that we wanted to see rather than simply drive past. We arrived with the motorhome and spent some time walking through the centre, where almost everything seems to lead towards the...
French food is sometimes reduced abroad to a collection of famous dishes, restaurants and elaborate sauces, but travelling through France makes it much easier to understand that the real characteristic of French cuisine is not one particular recipe but the...
By the time we reached Flensburg again, it was our third visit and the city no longer felt like a new destination. That is one of the strange things about travelling for a long time. A place that originally required maps, parking searches and constant checking...
