As soon as we got the geyser lighting we were very pleased with ourselves. But first thing in the morning, ready for our first hot shower we ran out of gas. We had to drive down to the village store to buy two new tanks of gas. Then back up to the house, a quick installation, and a fine hot shower at last.
We spent most of the day at Karen’s house (she spent considerably less time there!). She had roped us into helping her niece, Tiffany, set up lunch for a party of gay cyclists that were coming through the Loire. We did a lot of running around but we did get to meet some interesting people. Karen had put the word out to all her gay friends that fine strapping young men would be passing through. Several neighbors “dropped by” to check out the action. We met an interesting couple from Fort Lauderdale who have a house close by. One of them is a cardiologist who “consults” via the Internet. I wonder how hard it would be to teach kindergarten from France via the Internet.
We all drove down to Chinon in the afternoon to do some banking and to check emails. While we were pottering about we bought some bread in a little bakery. An old man started up a conversation with me. He said I resembled an artist friend he had known in his youth. Unfortunately, he couldn’t remember the name of the artist. Later he began speaking English and revealed that he hadn’t spoken a word of English since 1948. He was quiet a character!
After dinner we took our walk along the Loire to the covered bridge about two kilometers from the village. We looked back from the middle of the bridge to our chateau guarding the confluence of the two rivers.
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