That's me with my Fyxomotosis musette, team CSC cap and bagette.After last night's superb meal, I thought that an early morning ride was in order to shed the excess calories. Those who know me might say I'm a little obsessive about my cycling - all things in life are relative. My father, my mother and my brother rode bikes, my many friends ride bikes. I think all of France must ride bikes so I can't possibly be obsessive.
I forgot to take the camera this morning and missed out on a lot of great shots. My ride took me out of the Centre Ville, looking for the Dijon Canal and the lake within the parklands for a car free ride. I didn't realise that there was a network of bike paths within the parklands and all along the canal. The surroundings at that time of morning are so relaxing. Being spring the lake and the canal are full of ducks and geese with their young. Barges are moored along the canal and one was flying the Aussie flag - had it been on the side I was riding, I would have given them a G'day.
This would be the perfect spot for a cycling holiday (but aren't they all in France) with its network of cycling routes. One even takes you back to Auxerre where we were last week (seems ages ago). After breakfast and a stroll into the square for coffee in the mid-morning sun, we hit the Navette bus which is free and takes you on a circuit of central Dijon, stopping at the main points of interest. Having seen a few already, we stopped at Dijon's Notre Dame. I took a few pics of the gargoyles. I have a fascination for gargoyles.
Another sit down at an outside cafe for a glass of Rose, "but its only 11.30 am" Sue said. When in France!!!! There was a local on the next table having a beer when we arrived.
Then off to shopping. Its true about Blokes and Sheilas when it comes to shopping. We just do it.
I said to Sue I wanted to buy some jeans the same as I purchased from Celio (a bit like Just Jeans) in Avignon last year. They had a shop in Dijon. In, try on, pay and out. 15 mins at the most.
Sue wandered in and out of shops looking for gifts without success.
Galleries Layfayette, Mustard shops, clothes shops, home shops and shoe shops were all explore in great detail.
"Oh well" she said, "there's always Lyon and then Paris".
Off to the Musee of Beaux Arts this afternoon for some Kulcha.............
