After a restful Sunday in Allevard, we got an early coach to Grenoble where we got a much quicker train back to Paris, a mere 3 hours. We arrived in the suburbs after lunch and were welcomed by Rik and Laur, whose cooking and conversation were lovely. We had time for a brief evening stroll by a series of lakes connected by streams. There is so much choice in Paris that you have to pick a few things and just go for those. On Tuesday we went to the promenade plant...

Yesterday was a travel day. We went down to Lyon on the slow train at 7:37 and had 5 hours in a luxurious compartment, for most of the journey entirely to ourselves. Our brief gap between trains allowed us to see Le Parc D'Or, for a whole 15 minutes. There was so much we didn't get to see, including the flamingos apparently. We were both so tired from our early starts that on our next journey we both needed waking up when the train reached its final stop. Fortuna...

Hello. The Turner's are finally on the rails. Going out our front door shortly after 10am for a very lovely Sell breakfast at the Vegan Cafe on Moorland Road (thank you Sell's, sorry Lucy was rushing to catch a train at the end, I'm afraid she didn't break that habit until we left the UK). Now in Paris for the night in a hotel next to a cemetery, but don't fear it's not a dead end, we're off early tomorrow on the slow train to Grenoble to meet with the Jones'. ...