The journey begins . . . here.

Sunday 24th June 2018
Digoin
Madame Capitain had told us there was a market on Sunday mornings on the outskirts of Digoin, so that was on the cards. My husband has a never ending list of boat cleaning and touch ups, so that also had to be fitted into the day. I always need to practise recipes and our boat is the perfect place as it’s a basic kitchen. Our recipes must work in all circumstances. Plus we had a monster pile of laundry. Clearly a day out from boating and a good old fashioned catch-up was well overdue. We set our smartphones to log our footsteps and trundled off to the market. The market is a bit of everything. Not specifically a foodie market. My husband bought himself a Man-Bag so he could wander around with everything he needs.

Digoin Market
Digoin Market

The cost for two nights in Digoin was €21 for 2 nights, plus water, electricity and tourist tax. It’s not a bad marina. I do wish they would move these dead-beat, unloved boats away from the marinas. You can see they haven’t renewed their licenses in years. The awnings are tattered and torn and these boats are rusted to bits. They occupy prime tourist space. It’s seriously off-putting when you come into a lovely town to find you get to tie up amongst a bunch of wrecked boats.

Dead beat boats
Dead beat boats

I really wanted to spend a night or two with my brother who was coming over from the USA to spend time in Paris. Not sure how this trip got to be so frenetic. Helping the Swiss guy cost us a day and a half. On the one hand we needed a day out but on the other hand we needed to make up distance so we could make this work. The original plan was a third night in Digoin but we decided to leave the following day after lunch .

Since the generator wasn’t working due to the fuse, I wanted to make the most of having electricity and got cracking making a Banana Mousse, Puy Lentil Rissoles, Savoury Brown Rice, Sauerkraut, Oat Milk and Almond Milk Yoghurt and a Carrot, Potato and Mustard Mash. Nice thing is we would have food for a while. The pair of us drank loads of local wine. Listened to Pink Floyd and Simple Minds. And crashed into bed early.

The journey continues  . . . . . . 

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