Grey sky. But it’s dry! My wife is feeling better.
Empty villages, no shops. Not even in Les Riceys. I tried to phone and find a B&B in Bragelogne but couldn’t find anything.
We took a beer in Bragelogne, bought some food in the little shop and walked for an hour before we reached the vineyards and raised the tent. It was late, about 8pm. We ate and went to bed.
We were woken up by explosions. Fireworks. To morrow is 14 july.
Essoyes.
Essoyes.
Champagne.
Champagne.
Shelter.
Shelter.
A sign!
A sign!
Cloudy.
Cloudy.
Church before Les Riceys.
Church before Les Riceys.
Not everybody likes Champagne.
Not everybody likes Champagne.
To Bragelogne.
To Bragelogne.
To Bragelogne.
To Bragelogne.