Consistent with the trip thus far, this is yet another quite different gite. Firstly, it is owned by the commune and not a private individual. The Marie runs the operation. And so we are dealing with some poor young kid who has been detailed off to do the formalities. We are right in the middle of the commune, opposite the church and right on the main road running through the place. But this time, surprise, surprise, we are right next door to a brand new general store. By all accounts this is a seven days a week operation, we can get a coffee right outside the front door and on Sunday they have put up an ad inviting all and sundry to watch the opening match of the Rugby next Friday evening on the giant screen. At least that is the theory. Who knows we might even go?
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