The notes that supplement our route directions enlightened us we would soon pass close (less than 1/2km detour) to the home of the Haras du Pin - the French national stud and we took the opportunity to have a look. Whilst there we were lucky enough to witness a horse being gracefully exercised on a lunging rein.
- Following excerpt supplied by my dad aka travelling companion. Please note I am not responsibility in anyway for the following paragraphs unless they are funny! ;o)
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'An attractive young stable maid, looking to strengthen the bloodline, asked Jon if he wanted a job at the stud. Not to be outdone his father volunteered but the young lady said something in French which sounded suspiciously close to 'le knackers yard'. '
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The rest of the journey followed several hill contours and the valleys were picturesque and smelled wonderfully fragrant with all the small meadow flowers bursting into bloom.
We reached our accommodation around 2.45pm, the approach is down a sloping driveway. The hotel looks like it had been something special in it's heyday. The best way I can describe it is for you to imagine an American style leisure camp akin to the one in the film Dirty Dancing (yes, I know, I have seen the film, I'm in touch with my feminine side).
The hotel overlooks a large lake surrounded by additional cabins. There is also a boating lake and a couple of tennis courts situated below a fantastic patio that overlooks everything.
Unfortunately this description is how I imagine it would have been. It's not to say the hotel is not pleasant but, sadly, it is just slowing fading away.
We strolled into town in the evening for another lovely meal and we have comfortable beds so we'll be ready for the hills our route guide tells us we face tomorrow.
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