We've embraced the 'Slow' philosophy as a way of life - what's the hurry?. Taking time to smell the roses (usually on a glass of Viognier) is more our style. Having spent more then 3 years on the road, slow travel has become a way of life. We have revised our plans completely and now focus on quality, not quantity, slowly.
We finally left Germany in late October and
headed straight for France, glad to leave the land of pork, cabbage and
Our first stop was actually Luxembourg
where we camped by the Moselle, in a Marina – a first. We spent a couple of
days just cycling along the river and walking through vineyards, enjoying our
freedom and the sunshine.
Next stop Alsace and a great campsite in pretty
Colmar where we were lucky enough to catch up with our mates Darren and Clare
who had just picked their brand new Bimobil – Buster. He is gorgeous. We
celebrated with a bottle of Cremant d’Alsace and a few good meals.
Buster the Bimobil (and Boris)
Turkheim in Alsace
From there we sped down to Burgundy to
catch up with Steve (Professor of everything wine) and had 2 great dinners with
him and the family. As usual the hospitality, food and wine were wonderful. Sadly
the weather was miserable and we had to the kind of fog that sits on your
Steve recommended that we head south
through Beaujolais, an area we hadn’t done. What a lovely surprise. Although we
don’t value the wine greatly, the area is gorgeous and we spent a day walking
through the vineyards. Unhappily the fog followed us so we just kept heading
We then found ourselves in one of our favourite
campsites in the Rhone Valley and were so happy to have brilliant weather. We
again we did the vineyard walk up to La
Chapelle through the famous Hermitage vineyards – my favourite walk.
Tournon & Tain L'Hermitage
Next stop was Avignon – a city we
absolutely love. The campsite is nothing rave about, but the location is
fantastic – until the Rhone floods. Last year in May when we were there, it
broke the banks, however this year it threatened to flood the campsite (it
rained and rained). We were warned that we may need to evacuate but didn’t
think much of it until a loud bang on the door at Midnight, and we were told to
The Famous 'Pont' Almost disappeared.
We then camped in a carpark and we joined
by the Sapeur Pompiers (fire brigade)
and then the damn police. Blimey they were noisy, not much sleep was had.
Anyway, the campsite didn’t flood (although it was very close), so it was all
much ado about nothing. Lawrence however, was interviewed by French TV, which
was hilarious- to me.
Lawrence's 5 Minutes of Fame.
The weather had been so grim we just had
our minds on heading south, with hope in our hearts. We spent a night in Mirepoix
with its beautiful the 13th century ‘place’, complete with old men in berets carrying baguettes.
So now we are in Andorra, the key
highlights being cheap gin and cheap diesel, so we have filled up with both.
The campsite is wonderful, right above Andorra La Vella. It’s so very Spanish,
with clean spacious bathrooms and a great bar. Happy, happy, and we are not
even in Spain proper. PLUS the sun is shining. The city ain't pretty, but the mountains are spectacular and we did a great walk.
Andorra La Vella - from the campsite
Next stop, real Spain, we can’t wait. You
may have realised by now that we are in love with Spain.
Not sure what our moves will be over the
next few months, so watch this space.