Crumball Rally Day 3 - Auxerre to Macon
Trip Start
May 01, 2009
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42
48
Trip End
Ongoing
Where I stayed
After loading up the car, we met up at the cafe next to the pub from the night before, and received our challnges for the day. The first was to follow a series of arrows on the footpaths (a sort of tourist trail) and write down certain numbers on the plaques next to certain landmarks on the way. We started at around number 30, and an hour later got to number 60...and in that time we had only found one of the numbers we were searching for (out of 16 required!) so we boldly decided that this was too challenging and to give up and head on to the next one. Walking back to the car, we found a French Patisserie, and some of the most amazing looking food I've ever seen...all sorts of sweet foods, really well presented and they looked so good I had to try some, so I went for the chocolate profiteroles, and they tasted just as good as they looked.
First stop for the day was in a small commune called Vezelay. This small hilltop town has a great little main street, with an Abby at the top, all of which has been given UNESCO World Heritage Site status. While here, we had to take a photo of the hot air balloon ride sign, and then had a wander round. We went up to the Abbey and had a look inside, and it was an awesome building. We went down into the crypt below the church floor, and saw an old piece of scripture in a glass case behind an iron gate, which apparently dates back to the 1200s!
Back at the car, we found that the aerial on the car had been stolen...and whilst we had our theories as to who it was, we had no proof.
Next we had a brief (quite literally) stop in Saulieu, where our challenge was buy the biggest pair of womens knickerswe could find...but instead we went for a quite tasteful frilly g-string...which unfortunately I forgot to take a photo of!
Final stop of the day before arriving at our destination, was in a small town, where we had to buy the cheapest bottle of wine we could find, and we'd get one point for every Euro that it cost below 5 Euros. We did a pretty good job, finding 1L bottle for 1.25 Euros (roughly NZ$2.50!).
Again it was dark as we arrived in Macon, and after finding our way to the hotel and dumping out stuff in our rooms, we headed off to the bar where everyone was meeting. This was the Bridge Cafe on the waterfront. This was a great night, with lots of good quality socialising and drinking, and a bit of mingling with the locals...in conversations consisting of very bad French and English...but still it was a lot of fun, even though I hadn't spoken French since 3rd form at school - 10 years ago! I'd really like to try and pick up a bit more French now.
First stop for the day was in a small commune called Vezelay. This small hilltop town has a great little main street, with an Abby at the top, all of which has been given UNESCO World Heritage Site status. While here, we had to take a photo of the hot air balloon ride sign, and then had a wander round. We went up to the Abbey and had a look inside, and it was an awesome building. We went down into the crypt below the church floor, and saw an old piece of scripture in a glass case behind an iron gate, which apparently dates back to the 1200s!
Back at the car, we found that the aerial on the car had been stolen...and whilst we had our theories as to who it was, we had no proof.
Next we had a brief (quite literally) stop in Saulieu, where our challenge was buy the biggest pair of womens knickerswe could find...but instead we went for a quite tasteful frilly g-string...which unfortunately I forgot to take a photo of!
Final stop of the day before arriving at our destination, was in a small town, where we had to buy the cheapest bottle of wine we could find, and we'd get one point for every Euro that it cost below 5 Euros. We did a pretty good job, finding 1L bottle for 1.25 Euros (roughly NZ$2.50!).
Again it was dark as we arrived in Macon, and after finding our way to the hotel and dumping out stuff in our rooms, we headed off to the bar where everyone was meeting. This was the Bridge Cafe on the waterfront. This was a great night, with lots of good quality socialising and drinking, and a bit of mingling with the locals...in conversations consisting of very bad French and English...but still it was a lot of fun, even though I hadn't spoken French since 3rd form at school - 10 years ago! I'd really like to try and pick up a bit more French now.

