A TOUR DE FRANCE WITH BILL AND ELIZABETH
JULY 17TH IN TRANSIT TO CAUX
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JULY 8TH FRIDAY DAY ONE
JULY 9 SATURDAY STARTING TO TAKE IT ALL IN
JULY 10 SUNDAY A DAY FOR THE BIRDS
JULY 11 AT LAST SOME REAL SOUL FOOD
JULY 12 MERDE, IL PLEUT
JULY 13TH IF I RULED THE WORLD I'D BUILD A PLACE LIKE THIS
JULY 14 VENI VEDI VICI ON BASTILLE DAY
JULY 15 TRAVEL TO ST ETIENNE
JULY 16TH WEDDING OF SEBASTIAN AND EVELYN
JULY 17TH IN TRANSIT TO CAUX
JULY 18TH VISIT RON AND LESLEY IN CAUX
JULY 19TH TRAVEL TO CANNES
JULY 20TH CANNES THE FIRST DAY
JULY 21 GRASSE THIS TOWN STINKS
JULY 22 THE BANK OF MONTE CARLO BROKE US
JULY 23 OUR MISADVENTURE THANKS TO WOODY ALLEN
JULY 23 SOME WISDOM FROM MY TRAVELS
JULY 23 SATURDAY LAST DAY ALL DAY IN CANNES
JULY 24 FROM CANNES TO LYON
JULY 24 MORE REMARKS ABOUT FRANCE
JULY 25 LYON TO PARIS AND ELIZABETH'S BIRTHDAY
JULY 26TH. FIN!!!....MY LAST COMMENTS ABOUT FRANCE

SOUTH TO FORMER NEIGHBOURS

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TRAVELLED TO CAUX AND RON AND LESLEY'S LOVELY HOME

We had been staying at the Hotel de Golfe in St Etienne. It was recently purchased by a guy in his 40’s who made his money somewhere else and thought a hotel where he and his freinds could hang out would be a good idea. He was no hotelier. He strutted around and basically interfered with the business of running a hotel. When a problem arose it was beyond his ability to solve it.

Example. When we returned from the wedding I had left my heavy back sack in the car so I went down to get it. When I went to the elevator to return to my room on the third floor it was not working. After several attempts to summon the elevator I told one of the staff that the elevator wasn’t working. He muttered and puttered and scratched his head but made no progress of figuring out what to do. Enter the owner.  He to muttered and puttered and scratched his head but made no progress of figuring out what to do.

We now were 20 minutes into the dilemma. I said the hell with it and decided with my heavy back sack to go up the staircase to the third floor. Of course there were flights of stairs 6 in all to be traverse as it turned out. Of course the lights went out half way up but I struggled on. I came to my floor but no handle on the door as there was on the other floors so I couldn’t enter. Down I went to the lobby.

It’s about this time I think I recall some of my French. The spicy French that you really shouldn’t have learned. To no avail. They were still muttering and puttering. Now others had joined in to solve the mounting dilemma. Time passed 45 minutes. I then asked about using the outside staircase and the possibility of going up it and entering the third floor. More muttering and puttering and no answer.

It is now an hour into the “dilemma”, the growing “dilemma” the God dam “dilemma”.  I have never been noted for having a long fuse and tried to temper the length of my fuse but thinking about my children, my dogs, and my garden anything to avoid the boiling point and an explosion but it now was at 99 degrees Celsius. Finally someone appeared from the stair well and said the door to the third floor was open and I could climb, yes climb once again the staircase since the “dilemma” of the elevator could not be solved by the owner and his staff. Would one of the staff carry my bag since I was a "senior" a "senior" who was tired and pissed off. Not on your life.

It was at this point that I told him to get the mules to carry our luggage to the lobby the next morning if the elevator was not working and not to expect payment until my bags where in my car with their help. The sun rose the next morning and I heard no braying of mules. Before we were finished packing I walked to the elevator and pressed the button. A hum, a slithering sound and “walla” note the French, the elevator doors opened we could leave this eagle nest prison for Caux.

Off we went south to Caux. This is a village to the west of Marseilles in about 15 km from the Mediterranean. It is here that former neighbours of Elizabeth now live. We would at last be amongst fellow Canadians again. The drive was uneventful and we arrived in Caux at the sun set as usual in the west.