Yesterday was overcast and threatening rain but we couldn’t let that bother us. Besides which our expensive Luxembourg room’s air con wasn’t working. Mentioned it to the staff but the response was ‘we’ve got your money and we don’t give a rip’ – isn’t that what a shrug of the shoulders in French means. They’d also promised secure parking on booking.com but they were all taken by the staff, so I parked anyway – SHRUG!
Anyway, now I’ve got that off my chest, I can say the breakfast was magnificent.
So we packed the bike with it’s ton and a half of luggage
The mounting procedure is supposed to go like this; bike on side stand with engine stopped and in gear, Norma clambers on and slides back onto her throne for the day, then I slide my leg over and mount, pull the bike off the side stand, find neutral and start and we head off into the unknown.
Yesterday morning I omitted to engage a gear and the fully laden beast fell over onto it’s side while I was getting aboard! Very undignified with no injuries. Topbox and right hand pannier removed we did our gym session for the day and lifted something like 300kgs onto the side stand again – told you it was heavy :). Lesson to self.
So without any recriminations we set off again. It was Saturday morning and I kid you not France doesn’t wake up until 10:30am on Saturday. But the do have nuclear power stations
Looking for coffee we found this in this one horse town. Is it me or do Europeans need a lesson in making coffee? Where’s Susy Doumit when you need her 🙂
And so on down the road only to stop and put on our wets and with 100klms to go we took to the motorways and tunnels through the ranges. Ever worked out how to figure out how to pay and how much to pay for the tunnel toll? Yeah, it’s fun in French but we weren’t the only ones.
The motorway just stopped for roadworks, barriers up it’s time to knock off and that would have been Friday. So there were the tourists, we who are following our GPSs, going around in circles everywhere. Except us of course, I knew which way was South East, so we rode the final 60klms through some absolutely delightful countryside. Vineyards again, kilometers of them, as far as we could see.
Came across this place. Ordered coffee. She brings out cake. Norma’s reaction was priceless. Nothing demure about my girl when it comes to French cake 🙂 To her credit it had been a long day with some interesting interludes.
So after 260klms we came to Colmar and our B&B – different that’s for sure.
Day 7 – Tourists in Colmar
Read about it here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colmar 🙂
Multiple pics will have to surfice.
5 thoughts on “Day 6 – to Colmar, Day 7 – LayDay in Colmar”
Way to go Larry and Norma – keep it upright and have fun. Bj, Dj and the boys
Well known they don’t know how to make coffee as good as in Aussie and NZ anywhere in the world. Our guests all rave about NZ coffee. Love your stories and super pics.
They don’t know how to do B&B either 🙂 And I’m certainly not meaning to be a basher.
Ha ha Larry, welcome to France, best accommodation in the world 😂😂😂😂
Mum remember our B&B in France on the way to the south of France, all in one room and on our wedding anniversary, climbing over beds to get in, so funny, great memories. You will learn to get used to that quaintness 😆😆, I love that about France, it’s all about the food there.
We have just spent our first night back home last night, so great to have my Phoebe back. Enjoy xxx
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Haha. Too true Jill. We’ve just had our first real coffee. But the food certainly is divine. In Freiburg atm heading for a little place outside Schaffhussein for the night then on to Fussen. Love to all.