August 31, 2012
Our last day in St Point was rainy and cold. We decided to go out to
lunch. We first went to the Pierre Sauvage near Bourgvilain, a
restaurant our hosts recommended, but they had a busload coming and
could not accept other customers, so we headed into Macon to look for
the other suggested restaurant. We thought we could go right to it, but
no luck, so we went into a busy cafe and had a huge lunch of steak, fries and salad. The enormous platter was overflowing with food, so we were stuffed when we paid up and left.
That afternoon we spent our time doing the laundry, cleaning the house
and packing for our trip to Geneva and on to Grenoble. The house
cleaner came late in the day and spent a lot of time on the floors, but I
don't think she cleaned the bathrooms or dusted any surfaces, window
sills, or tables, so we cleaned everything up after she left, watered
the indoor plants and ate our dinner of leftovers before we hit the sack
for the final time in St. Point. At midnight there were fireworks, but
Geralynn slept right through them and Don woke up, watched out the
window for a bit and then went back to bed.
Saturday morning we got up bright and early, packed up the remaining
food and put the bikes, cases and bags in the car and said goodby to our
beautiful view. The drive to Geneva was about 2 hours, but it is very
pretty, so it was a pleasant drive. We got off the peage before we got
to Switzerland because Geralynn still is resentful of Switzerland for
that 30euro highway sticker she had to buy a few years ago, and we drove
the circuitous route through small villages to get to the French side
of the airport. They do not make it easy.
So, we arrived at the airport in plenty of time, parked the Commelin's
car in the Eurocar parking and went into the airport to pick up our
rental car. After transferring our bikes and bags into our little Clio
(it was a challenge to fit everything) we went back up to the place we
were to meet the Commelins. Soon we saw them coming into the lobby and
we all hugged and air-kissed and we took them to their car. It was hard
to stop talking and let them go home, but we finally did.
We then took off, again avoiding Switzerland, and headed southwest to go
to Grenoble to visit our longtime friends, Jose and Marielle
Flatot-LeBohec, and their two sons, Victor and Charles.
We were so happy to easily find their house and say hello to our friends
again. We have along history. Don met Jose in Grenoble many years ago
and Jose and Marielle visited us 23 years ago in Sunnyvale. Over the
years we have crashed at their house a few times, but we never can get
them to come back to California.
1 comment:
cherylSeptember 2, 2012 2:32 PMYour adventures are my adventures...Marilyn and I enjoyed talking to you today Don, enjoy the Lake area..it's beautiful there.ReplyDelete
