It’s been a few days since my last post so sorry about that but I’ve been enjoying myself in Auxerre. First we moored up on the free moorings slightly out of town but opposite a lovely park.
Nice and convenient for the supermarket but with no satellite connection. Never mind. We stayed here a couple of days while I caught up on some essay prep and Kev tinkered with Avalon. After a couple of days we moved onto the (quite pricy) town moorings.
We got a good spot before the hoards of hire boats arrived slap bang outside a bar. Not intentional you understand.
I was keen to have a good look around so we wee’ed the boys and set off up the never ending slope to the centre of town. Not that it was a hardship, Kev’s new knee proved it’s worth and the streets were charming.
Lots of medieval buildings and cobbled streets. Once in the centre we found the famous clock.
Plus another example of a ‘staircase bulge’.
There are oodles of bars and eateries but as usual if you don’t sit by 12.00 there’s no food! We have long learned this lesson.
Of course we had to visit the cathedral, an excellent example of Gothic architecture.
A very impressive building!
I partook in some retail therapy of course and discovered a branch of my favourite French store and even Kevin bought some shoes. It was delightful to sit by a fountain outside a café drinking coffee (and beer) in the sunshine so we did this alot, even taking Herbie with us (Teddy can’t walk that far these days). He proved very popular and was told many times that he was handsome, but it all went to his head and he began showing off (as all brats tend to do) by barking at the resident dogs. He met his match yesterday when we mistakenly sat next to the town drunks one of whom insisted on petting and cuddling him, and kept shaking Kev’s hand “Mon amie Anglais”. We soon left.
So now we are back on the water having left Auxarre. I think we’ll probably wild moor tonight.