In Dijon

Sitting in our apartment in Dijon and reading Martin Dugard’s book, “Chasing Lance” has some significance with today’s drive to Dijon. Those who have no interest in cycling will need to allow me some indulgence. Leaving Auxerre, I said to Sue that there was a velodrome here. Our visit to France could be sub-titled “Chasing Velodromes” but let’s keep that our little secret.
I found the velodrome and had Sue take a photo of me wearing the Bandido Green Jersey. This is a very illustrious garment, revered by all Bandido cyclists. (Wanker)…..
The next stop was the wine growing village of Chablis. The sun was shining, our mood was buoyant and the village of Chablis glistened with the sun bouncing off the rolling hills littered with vines as far as the eye could see.
After a quick coffee, we decided that some wine tasting was in order, despite it being only 10.30 am.
Two bottles of Chablis Premier Cru were purchased for our first night in Dijon.

We decided to move on to a lovely little village on our itinerary for lunch to see an eternal bubbling spring that the medieval inhabitant’s thought was divine hence its name, Font Dionne. Others thought it was the entrance to hell, some thought it contained a snake that it's looks could kill. It was worth the visit.
To me the magical part of Tonnerre was the fact that Le Tour de France will also pass by this village.
We finally arrived in Dijon at 3pm after a little difficulty negotiating the one way streets and have a little altercation with our GPS, “Tommy”.
We finally meet our lovely hostess, Coco who couldn’t do enough to make us welcome, from baking cake for our arrival to having the apartment fully supplied with all the necessities required to make a meal after a long drive.
We are looking forward to hiding the suitcases and having clothes in a wardrobe for the next seven days.