Our time in Beaugency was all about family. Chris was in Paris to meet us and we drove down to Ourcelle, where Chris lives, (just out of Beaugency) late at night.
Ourcelle is a small hamlet with rambling farm buildings still found along the streets. Many of the houses have great vege gardens and there is much to admire, even in spring.
We went for a few walks in the countryside to neighbouring villages or hamlets, passing the fields of colza, which will later be made into oil, brilliant yellow against the greens. This photo shows the church spire of the village of Josnes, where we walked to get bread one morning.
Another day we took a couple of trams and a bus to go to the other side of Orléans to make a delivery for a friend. The trams, part of the big upgrade of public transport all over France, travel smoothly. Many of the lines outside the city centre are planted with grass so that the impression is of a grassy passage instead of tram lines. It's cool in both senses of the word.
As well as taking a bus, we walked a km or two to reach our destination, no hardship and well-rewarded with the scenery.
The stay in Beaugency was about family and we caught up with people we love seeing, before speeding off to Lyon in the TGV to be reunited with our bikes.
But first, a weekend in the country - the 'real' country, as France once was. (...to follow)
Ourcelle is a small hamlet with rambling farm buildings still found along the streets. Many of the houses have great vege gardens and there is much to admire, even in spring.
Another day we took a couple of trams and a bus to go to the other side of Orléans to make a delivery for a friend. The trams, part of the big upgrade of public transport all over France, travel smoothly. Many of the lines outside the city centre are planted with grass so that the impression is of a grassy passage instead of tram lines. It's cool in both senses of the word.
As well as taking a bus, we walked a km or two to reach our destination, no hardship and well-rewarded with the scenery.
The stay in Beaugency was about family and we caught up with people we love seeing, before speeding off to Lyon in the TGV to be reunited with our bikes.
But first, a weekend in the country - the 'real' country, as France once was. (...to follow)
Sigh!!! With the weather deteriorating here, your blog with pics of French canals and fields of rape tugs at the heartstrings. Bon voyage et amusez-vous bien, mes amis.
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