We did not set off with a plan of where we were headed apart from south east and allowed the map to take us through pretty little villages which, in the majority, give the impression of recent construction. There are, of course, buildings going back to medieval times, but we imagine a lot were destroyed in WW2 and have been replaced by these "recent constructions", and new subdivisions.
The countryside, just outside these clusters of small villages, has large super markets, refuelling stations and carparks, scattered throughout. There is no land available within the villages for them and people will travel 10+ kms to go to them. A bit like us travelling from Bundanoon to Moss Vale, I suppose. It is at these supermakets that people fill up with fuel. There are no service stations (or very few) in the villages and none on the country roads. The big tollway motorways have them scattered along their routes.
The countryside is beautiful. Wide expanses of flat farmland, all growing crops. I don't think we saw a cow or a sheep all day and imagine they are locked away in barns or over the hill we didn't cross. The land is interspersed with forests and we travelled through several "Parc Naturels"
We stopped in a village called Roybon for lunch and on the drive out encounterd a large semi trailer travelling through the town in the opposite direction, on a road which only just fitted our little Citroen DS3. He was intent on continuing. I somehow managed to squeeze onto the narrow sidewalk and hard up against the building wall and Ann and I both breathed out. He managed to squeeze past with milimeters to spare and, I mean milimeters and probably more like a bee's knee.
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| Old tower, now museum, in Bressieux with countryside in background. |
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