Chalon-Sur-Saone…still here…

So we are still tied up in the marina in Chalon-Sur-Saone and I’ve got to say it’s starting to feel like home. We are positioned for maximum nosy neighbouring. Everyone has to come by us and I’m starting to turn into one of those meerkat-people whose head suddenly pops up when there’s a noise outside.

Of course on a marina there are no secrets. You can hear every conversation from the nearby boats plus an added bonus of seeing every boat come in, scanning frantically for a spot to berth, get caught unexpectedly by the vicious little cross wind coming around the island next to us, and head straight towards the parked boats. Then comes panic and oversteering followed closely by heading nose first into the pontoon. Such a great afternoons entertainment. Especially when they hit someone, as long as it’s not us. A beautiful boat mooring about five boats in front of us got hit side on by a hire boat yesterday afternoon while it was trying to moor (at least I think that’s what he was trying to do). Once he’d hit this pristine cruiser he headed straight out of the marina, eyes front, and was never seen again. The poor guy with the not-as-pristine-as -it-was cruiser was ropable, charging around his boat, waving his arms around. One of the staff from the Capitanerie  motored up in a little runabout and they stood around shaking their heads, checking out the damaged. That guy left this morning. Not a happier little German man.

The sights you see here. This morning a man sauntered by in his undies. Remember the ad…togs, togs, undies, togs, togs, undies. Yes? well these were defiantly undies. And then there’s the Raisin. He lives on his boat, I think, in a permanent state of undress. He must do because his skin is nugget brown and and wrinkly just like a raisin and that speaks of a committed effort to the European Tan. He is also the shape of a raisin.

Alan’s foot is still very swollen but we think there’s some improvement since yesterday. We are waiting for the results of the blood test the nurse did on Monday. No word yet so we are staying put. The last few days we have been lucky enough to have Visitors! Tim, Bronwyn and the highly entertaining Matt are in Chalon until tomorrow. We had hoped to meet them in Dole and perhaps drive to Beaune for some wine tasting but Alan is genuinely not up for ANY walking so I think they are going to head that way tomorrow. It’s been great to see them.

This morning I met Bronnie and Matt at the petit marché. I forgot the map and got lost on the way there. Then I got lost on the way back. My sense of direction, or lack thereof, is really quite startling. However this was the perfect opportunity to ask for directions in French, receive them in French AND understand them! Hurray.

Hopefully we will be away up the Saone River in the next few days. It’s been very windy since we arrived in Chalon but the forecast is for some calmer weather, perfect for our next leg of our trip. Bring it on 😛

About khodges2013

Alan and I divide our time between our apartment in Christchurch, New Zealand, and our 11.5m Dutch Cruiser, Silver Fern, on the canals in France. We started out hiring and eventually bought our boat in 2014. The two summers lifestyle is wonderful and we feel very lucky!
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

3 Responses to Chalon-Sur-Saone…still here…

  1. Nikki says:

    Great writing Sis.

    Like

  2. shelbr says:

    Heck, that might be us in a couple of months. We are planning on mooring at C-s-S. I hope we are between vicious little cross winds.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s