Our route took us south west initially where, as we crossed into France we joined the E54, also known as the N19. In our early days of driving in France, we would use the Route Nationale rather than the autoroutes which had tolls, partly to keep the cost down and partly because everything was so different. We loved driving through, what seemed to us to be shabby French villages with apparently semi derelict buildings, wide steets and the compulsory cafes, bars and a Tabac. And they almost always appeared to be deserted, the only give away they were not being the bright array of flowers in tubs and window boxes.
So yesterday was in many ways a delight to us. The N19 took us west, across rural France for over 100 miles, through those same villages, across wide open spaces with fields of sunflowers, dried black by the sun and ready for harvest, fields of beautiful white cows, and showed us a part of and an aspect of France we had not seen for many years.
The only downside of this was that the 245 mile journey took us 7 hours, arriving here just before 5pm.
The site here in Troyes is a little haphazard, with no marked pitches, you just find somewhere, on the grass and by a mains electric point and set up. The rain we had in Tennsee probably started here. Most places were sodden but we did manage to find somewhere firmish, next to a water tap and electric and, a bonus, in the sun. Set up, had a meal and put our feet up after a rather long day travelling.
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