I had said that today was a day for travelling north.
We past the city famous for making nougat and the big city that ‘roars’. We continued north and slightly east to our new destination.
It is twinned with Northwich and sits on the Doubs river.
I had expected rain and it must have rained here before we arrived but happily the sun was out for us again.


I nearly forgot his name….Louis Pasteur….he pasteurised our milk too.


Such a beautiful town….and we can park on a large car park between the Doubs and the canal admiring the view straight across to the church.
We had an evening walk too.

We have stayed here for free. It almost feels like we are being paid to do nothing. What would they call that?
Leave a comment