Friday, September 24, 2010

Two Towns with the Same Name--Vandenesse and Vandenesse en Auxois

View from Chauteneuf-en-Auxois
With no breakfast and, most of all, no caffeine, we head off to Vandenesse—where I think a great Chambre is located.  It’s raining and, like usual, the French are passing us by on the “autobahn”.  The pummeling rain doesn’t slow them down.  As we’re headed for our destination, we drive on a red road, off the autobahn, into beautiful vineyards.  Even though it’s drizzling, you can see the activity in the fields—everyone in high boots harvesting grapes.  Once again, we come across a McD’s sign.  It’s in Autun and we’re headed there.  Yeah, a Grande Cafe and a Grande Latte.  We set the GPS for our destination only to find out that we really want the town of Vandenesse en Auxois.  I had found the wrong town on the map.  Yes, now I remember.  Many towns in Europe have the same name—or a variation of the same name.  Caught again.  Upon arrival at Manoir de Serrigny we were able to get the last room.  We have one of  four rooms in this beautiful 18th century mansion that is close to the medieval castle of Chauteneuf-en-Auxois and the Canal de Bourgogne.  Our room is up several flights of stairs to the top floor (attic).  It’s huge and elaborately decorated. 



The French Hilltown of  Chauteneuf-en-Auxois
 After dropping off our bags, we head for Chateau Chauteneuf—high on a hill.  Steve hesitated a bit (b/c of the stick shift), but then went for it.  We were rewarded with a small, quaint hill town with an awesome view of Burgundy.  This is what I was looking for in France.  

Hamburger w/eggs and My Crepe




We had a great meal at L'Oree Du Bois--crepes, a burger with egg on top, and a glass of rose’.  Upon our return to Vollenesse, we walked along the canal and around this small town.  



Upon returning to the Manoir, we decide to enjoy the living room on the main floor.  A cat snuggles up to me and we just enjoy the lovely atmosphere of the room. 
Manoir de Serrigny Living Room

Later that night you could hear the rain drops on our attic window.





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