Sunday 17 March 2019

Sunday 17 March - Chezelles

Where's Bertie? He's at a small Aire in the village of Chezelles, which sits between two rivers to the south of Châtellerault. Exact location: 46.76638, 0.51061.
Weather: Rainy start, then sunny intervals with the occasional shower. Getting increasingly breezy and relatively cool at a max of 10 degrees.

After yesterday morning's ParkRun at des Dougnes, followed by coffee with les runneurs, we headed north for a two hour drive to the house of a chap called Simon, an ex-colleague of Mick. The last they saw each other was 30 years ago and whilst social media may have its negative side, they would almost certainly never have met again if it hadn't been for Facebook.

A day of chatting, followed by an evening of being sociable with a whole room full of strangers at Simon's friend's birthday party, followed by a late night, saw us feeling a little on the tired side today.

Thus, on the one hand what I really wanted to do with today was to sit quietly and recharge; however, I also saw that we were about an hour away from Poitiers, and if there's a good day to park near to a city centre and have a good look around, then Sunday is it.

To Poitiers we therefore went, heading straight for the only car parking option that looked appealing for a potential night-stop. It was the furthest one away from our route in, and we got there to find it temporarily closed for construction works. We'd passed another couple of options on our way in, but aside from not really feeling inclined to backtrack, both looked busy and tight (probably because the big car park just up the road is currently out of action!), so we gave in to the laziness, drove straight on through to the other end of town and rejoined the D910 north.

Half an hour later, we were here in this small village and after contemplating the options over lunch, we decided to stay.

A little stroll has, of course, featured in an otherwise-quiet afternoon. There's an historic ruin visible from Bertie's side windows, so we headed over for a look, guessing from what we could see at a distance that it was an old abbey. We were close (not!): it's the remains of a Roman amphitheatre:




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