Paris is hectic. Navigating is difficult in right hand drive car, driving on the right. Traffic is not too bad as it is holidays and most Parisiens have left town. Ron lived out all his boy racer fantasies. He particularly enjoyed the Arc de Triomphe where 5 lanes of traffic circle with no lane markings. I only spat the dummy once as navigator, then we got the satellite navigation to work. “She” ( the sat nav) is a bit bossy but is damn good at directions and we thank Bernie for giving “her” to us.
Paris street scape
A few chandeliers in Versailles Palace
Delivered Heather safely to the Mecure near Gare du Nord. It was a bit more up market than camping in the Bois de Boulogne.
Caravan with annex in Bois de Boulogne
Saw Otters in Bois de Boulogne pond.
Sorry Janet while we missed the otters in the wetlands in Singapore I saw one otter in a large pond in the Bois de Boulogne (which is the very large park 845 Ha in the middle of Paris) I just couldn’t believe it.
Mont Dore
We were pleased to leave Paris and headed south for the Central Massif to a very small village called Mont Dore. It is a ski resort (skiing lasts here for 6 months a year and only stopped last week) and it is also a health resort with spa etc. It is really really beautiful and very quiet at this time of year. There are no other tourists and we haven’t heard anyone speaking English. The walking is fantastic. There is still snow on the ground in places. Birds are great.
Mt. Sancy Ski mountain at Mont Dore, if you look carefully you can see chair lift station at the top of mountain.
Ron picking wild daffodils