We started off with a hectic train adventure to Orleans. Like New Orleans there is a huge river as big as as the Mississippi. Thanks to a 6:30 am train combined with a very late night and many bottles wine on our last night in Paris, we were very tired when we arrive in Orleans (we had made some friends from Texas & they BBQ'd for us - delicious!). To add to our difficulties it was Bastille weekend, which is the French equivalent of the 4th of July. Everything was closed. We needed food and rest. We found a cafe and made like the locals having espressos and smoking a cigarette (when in Rome!). We biked along the river for a while and stopped at the first campground we came to.
Checy is a small medieval town. After we set up or tent and took a 4 hour nap we biked around to find food. This of course was a holiday and so we ended up eating at an McDonalds on the outskirts of town! A "Royal with frites" was a remarkably expensive and gross meal! But it got us through the wild goose chase that ensued as we search for a grocery store. We finally found one just as it was closing. We didn't have a corkscrew yet, and so we had to get a bottle of wine with a screw cap (sorry Dad!). As we biked back through the town we past Joan of Arc's house and the church that she went to as a girl. The campground had a nice view of the bell tower.
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