Basically there’s a proper kids drawing style shaped mountain you can see right through our
bedroom window, so it was only ever going to be a matter of time before we
decided to climb it.
So after packing a lunch and plenty of water we set off
into the hills. To start it was all quite easy, a leisurely winding path filled
with all sorts of random insects, and loads of crickets and grasshoppers, including this bad boy.
By
the way Becki has decided her new job is going to be ‘Nature Photographer’.
After a couple of hours of back and forth along these
winding paths, Becki got bored and decided we would make much quicker progress if
we created our own path directly up the mountain slope
(I know! My money would have
been on me to make that suggestion too).
We clambered through the undergrowth,
rolled under an electric fence and passed a bemused heard of cows before the
steeper and steeper slopes started to play havoc with Becki’s back and knees so
reluctantly we had to turn back.
After all our mountaineering exploits, the next day we decided to take things a bit easier, and
headed into the next village along to hunt out a bar with a pool that Eugenie had
told us about.
Easier said than done, for some reason the bar ‘Bar Le Chazelay’
had decided that their best marketing strategy would be to remove any mention
of their name from the outside of the bar and to tell everyone in the village
to give slightly different and misleading directions.
Eventually we did track
it down, and after wandering around in circles in the baking hot sun, we felt a
beer and a dip in the pool had been well earned. Well one of us did anyway,
after dipping her toes in, Becki refused to
actually get into the pool because the water was too cold!
Oh
yeah, one last thing. That eveving we sat down to book somewhere to
stay when we get to Milan in about ten days time. While searching around
for a good deal we saw this place come up........there's no chance of
us staying there, I saw the first two! 
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