Reims is where champagne gets sold. Epernay is where it’s made. We ended up visiting there today, having lunch at a brasserie, then after walking around, drinking a couple of beers. The bar where we drank locked the toilets to keep people off the street out.
I dozed off on the train back. We ended up at a small, family owned place for dinner. I noticed it smelled really good at lunchtime, so we came back… I was not disappointed. The food was wonderful and someone there was able to translate the menu for us… It was also significantly less expensive than last night’s meal.
I look forward to writing about it and sharing photos when we get back.
In other news, Bill says only one seat out of 60+ available was used to go to Shannon yesterday. *Sigh*. I’m not sorry we came to France, but that would have been a hell of a lot nicer than the jam packed Germany flight.