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Post by malxscfc on Feb 8, 2008 13:02:59 GMT
I'll be driving an empty car from Dover to (nearish) Toulouse on Thursday March 20th, then driving it back on the following Thursday, after Easter. Should anyone feel in dire need of a road trip to SW France, give me a shout. I can't offer any accommodation etc, but the ferry and petrol's all paid for. France is quite big on Le Camping if you're stuck on a budget.
That's all.
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Post by ojiveojive on Feb 8, 2008 21:47:03 GMT
Don't know whether you know the area or not but if you go a little further you could visit the medieval town of Carcassonne - probably the most complete town of its kind in France and well worth a detour.
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Post by malxscfc on Feb 9, 2008 6:38:54 GMT
Fably weird little mediaeval Town, I know. Gorgeous, and spectacular, but also quite intimate too.
Sadly I'll be a little further North (not too far from Rocamadour) helping my brother and family move into the house they've been doing up for about 300 years...
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Post by ojiveojive on Feb 10, 2008 16:41:26 GMT
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Post by ambersalamander on Feb 10, 2008 17:46:09 GMT
Is that where the seagulls follow the trawler?
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Post by malxscfc on Feb 11, 2008 23:47:56 GMT
Is that where the seagulls follow the trawler? If that's the best you can contribute then I'm glad you're not my SatNav!! ;D
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Post by malxscfc on Feb 11, 2008 23:51:36 GMT
It wouldn't be one of those houses that overhangs the cliff face, would it? Oh and don't forget the cheese I thought the only thing overhanging the Cliff Face these days was the empty box of Grecian 2000? It's not "really" near Rocamadour. Nothing down there is 'near' anywhere, as you well know... But yes, the whole place most definitely has a goatty twang in the air!
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Post by malxscfc on Feb 15, 2008 10:52:41 GMT
Yep. Got it. The new slogan for the French Tourist Board: "France. Don't you just dig that goatty twang!"
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Post by ambersalamander on Feb 15, 2008 18:10:02 GMT
funny man
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Post by ojiveojive on Feb 15, 2008 19:09:00 GMT
Le Nord: L'odeur d'industrie L'Ouest: L'odeur des tourists Le Sud: L'odeur de l'argent L'Est: L'odeur des cochons Normandie: L'odeur des vaches Bretagne: L'odeur du cidre Perigord: L'odeur de la grasse de l'oie Dordogne: L'odeur de la chevre Paris: L'odeur de l'urine L'Alsace: L'odeur des pins ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
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Post by ambersalamander on Feb 15, 2008 22:10:58 GMT
Tee hee!!
I can relate to most of that.
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Post by malxscfc on Feb 15, 2008 22:50:46 GMT
Love it, but can't make sense of it. I mean, the South and money/silver? Agree with the Dordogne sheepy/goaty twang though. Have 4 nieces & nephews there with that odeur. Can't wait! ;D
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Post by medibot on Feb 15, 2008 23:42:47 GMT
I can only relate to Parisian suburbs smelling like piss. I've been to Paris but where i went was the Parisian equivalent of Banstead (i.e. leafy nearby town nowhere near the centre) and the nearest i actually got to the centre was the French equivalent of Hayes (i.e. near the airport and scuzzy) If yer confused, basically me, my mum and two of my brothers went to stay with some family friends who'd moved to France. We really just stayed in their house eating veal and building things out of K'Nex with their ridiculously intelligent bi-lingual in two months children and it was marvellous. I was also well chuffed to win the "build a vehicle that can get down the stairs safely" competition which is a lot harder to do than you think it is
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Post by malxscfc on Feb 16, 2008 0:30:53 GMT
I can only relate to Parisian suburbs smelling like piss. I've been to Paris but where i went was the Parisian equivalent of Banstead (i.e. leafy nearby town nowhere near the centre) and the nearest i actually got to the centre was the French equivalent of Hayes (i.e. near the airport and scuzzy) If yer confused, basically me, my mum and two of my brothers went to stay with some family friends who'd moved to France. We really just stayed in their house eating veal and building things out of K'Nex with their ridiculously intelligent bi-lingual in two months children and it was marvellous. I was also well chuffed to win the "build a vehicle that can get down the stairs safely" competition which is a lot harder to do than you think it is Don't worry. Those kids will all be doing drugs by their 13th birthday, I'm sure, and you'll never be obliged to eat veal again. Wish I could though... For the record Paris doesn't smell of piss. On that you're grossly prejudiced. It stinks of dog shooooooooooooooot. Fact. Never confuse the two. Horrible place. You not up for an Easter road trip then, Dude?
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Post by medibot on Feb 16, 2008 3:37:57 GMT
Catch 22, to go i'd need money and therefore a job but if i have the job i have no time to go :/
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