Our nearly neighbours, the local nuclear power plant.
Wednesday 3 June 2015
Amazing how things look after a good sleep. We got quite a surprise at the time - 8:10 am. Today was a quiet day. No long drives, no significant sightseeing, just a quiet day.
We seem to be having problems with our toilets on this trip. We broke the flush button in Bayeux, we hit our head on the wall trying to get into the toilet in Auray, we flooded the toilet area with the shower in Nantes, the toilet roll holder fell in the toilet in Granville. Today this toilet wouldn't stop flushing. We hope this trip won't be remembered for the toilets we have met. Luckily a young man, who does, sorted everything out, at least we hope he did. We demonstrated the problem for him and it worked perfectly. He fiddled with something and so far all is good.
Being in one place for nearly a week with good self catering facilities we took the opportunity of going shopping. Polly had us at a Mr Leclerc in Beaugency in no time at all. Mr Leclerc must be a very rich man. This complex was undergoing massive renovations. The trolley looked quite
Chateau des Marais, not our accommodation
full as we arrived at the checkout. This was a "no cash" checkout. We chanced the arm and used the travel card. Voila, the card worked.
On our drive to the supermarket we were perturbed at how close we were staying to a nuclear power plant. We hope we don't come home smelling of uranium or exuding a wonderful glow. Perhaps we could be plugged into the national grid and help in a power crisis. We wonder about the little village on the backdoor steps of the plant. We guess they wear special alarm bracelets.
Later in the day we headed back over the river to Mer, another large village with a La Poste. Two elderly ladies helped with directions in wonderful French. Down here, turn right, up the hill, past the big building, turn left, then right and you are there. That is what we think they said and it was right. We arrived at our destination where a very helpful non English speaking person helped us with our mail. She guided us through the intricacies of the self service postal machine, took our money, and the parcels were on their way to NZ.
This is our accommodation just next door.
wander around Muides-sur-Loire it was cold beer time with crackers and local cheese. One was safe, the other looked as if it had gone mouldy. Yum! What a great way to end a relaxing day.
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