Weinsberg, Germany

We spent our first days in Germany near Stuttgart, visiting some old friends.  Since we last saw them they have had two new additions to their family: Leonard, who is 4 and Antonia, just two weeks old!  We ate some great food and spent many hours visiting in their gorgeous back yard.  Poor Antonia did not spend much time sleeping in her bassinet!  

Cedar, Jasmine, Annalenna, Sophia and Leonard eating lunch.

View from their backyard of vineyards in terraced fields, topped with a fortress.

Cedar and Antonia.

Antonia spent most of her time here, in Jasmine's arms.

While we were in Weinsberg, Martin joined us (finally) with our bikes from home so we loaded up our panniers and hopped on a train to Ansbach, the first stop on our bike trip.

Strasbourg

Strasbourg was a great place to spend our last days in France as it provided us a great transition between France and Germany.  Strasbourg has gone back and forth between France and Germany so many times that although it is now part of France, it maintains a strong connection to Germany.  

Jasmine taking advantage of a photo op.

Headquarters for the European Council.

Enjoying a river cruise.

Strasbourg's cathedral.

Picnic supper 

Walking to the train station and heading to Germany!

Marseille

We walked out of the train station after a 6 hour train ride and felt like we were in a different country.  The sun was hot, the ocean was blue and there was an energy in the air that we had not felt since Pairs.  We quickly found our hotel, put our bathing suits on and wandered down the road toward the ocean in the search of a beach.  

We first stumbled upon the old port where we stopped to take some photos.  The port is more than 2000 years old.

We walked for another few minutes and found what we were looking for - a beach!

We finally found a beach where we swam in the Mediterannean.  

We noticed some interesting islands just off the shore of Marseille so we decided to take a boat trip the next day.  The island was gorgeous and we discovered several small beaches that only a few other people had also discovered!

At the old port in Marseille there was a huge mirror that provided a shady area for the tourists.  Everybody was looking straight up taking photos of themselves.

After only two nights in Marseille we headed back to the train station and boarded the train to Strasbourg, the last stop on the French portion of our journey.

Annecy

After an extremely long day of travelling (3 trains and 1 bus later) we arrived in Annecy.  Jasmine and I both agree that this is our favourite place in France that we have visited.  The lake is a clear, turquoise blue, our hostel is comfortable and the town is gorgeous.  

Canals through the town of Annecy.

More canals in the old town.

After a couple of days of hanging out at the beach and many hours ofswimmingin the lake, we decided to rent a kayak for a couple of hours. As soon as we got out into the lake Jasmine jumped out and wanted to swim next to the kayak!  I agree that it was hard to stay out of the water.

One day we took a ferry that circles the lake.  The ferry stops at all of the little villages that border the lake and allows passengers on and off.  We spent a few hours on the far side of the lake, roamed around the village and enjoyed the quiet beach. 

A privately owned castle on Lake Annecy.  

Mountains around the lake.

A quiet beach on the other side of the lake.

Waiting at the dock for the passenger ferry to take us back to Annecy.

A typical building in the medieval section of Annecy.

We enjoyed our stay in Annecy, but tomorrow we are heading off for a couple of days in Marseille.  We are looking forward to meeting back up with Cedar who has been travelling on her own for the last week, visiting some European friends who attended school in Squamish.

Limoges

We spent a few quiet days in Limoges.  We arrived late on Saturday night, but first ventured out into the town on Sunday.  Unfortunately, almost everything was closed.  It felt like we were in a ghost town.  The only place where we could find food was at a Subway restaurant where we were forced to dine.  At least there was a pretty terrace outside.

We wandered around the deserted streets for awhile until we found the river running through the town.  The girls quickly found a small dock to jump off from and have a refreshing swim.

Limoges is known for its porcelain and fine china.  Many of the buildings are decorated with mosaic tiles.

An old book store.

Fun at a city park.  The two other mothers at the park were quite surprised to see Cedar and Jasmine having so much fun.

Cedar left us in Limoges to go visit her friend Emilie who lives a few hours away by train.  Jas and I left the following day for a full day of train rides to get to Annecy, in the Alps.

Loire à vélo

We arrived in Blois excited about renting bikes and getting into the countryside.  We picked up our bikes, packed our panniers, looked carefully over our cycling map and set off toward one of the most beautiful castles in the region 'Chateau Chambord'.  The route stayed close to the Loire river until about 5 km before the castle when we followed paths that wove between villages and fields.  

Typical cycling path between fields: level, paved and nobody in sight.

We had to stop for a picture at our first sunflower field.  Sunflowers as far as we could see!

We arrived at the castle after a couple of hours of cycling.  We were impressed with our first glance of the castle.

Picnic on the Loire.

The following day we left our back packs in our home base of Blois, packed our panniers with our essentials and headed East along the Loire towards Amboise.  It was another beautiful ride and we passed some impressive castles and many gorgeous villages.  We are overwhelmed with how beautiful everything is.

Castle in the centre of Amboise.

We arrived in Amboise after a long, but enjoyable day of riding.  We checked into a hostel which seemed more like a hospital.  We planned to go for a ride the following day, but when we discovered there was a swimming pool down the street from our hostel we dropped our plans and spent all afternoon lounging around the pool.  It was fun to have a relaxing day.  There are strict rules about the type of swimsuit that men can wear in swimming pools in France.  Here is a sign that strictly informs men of the rule.

We need to remind Martin to bring his speedo!

Jas took some great pictures capturing the beautiful sunsets we in Amboise

Wandering through the streets trying to find wifi!

Taking a break in some empty boxes on the street!

After our break day we headed off in the pouring rain to the last town on our cycling trip, St. Avertin.  It rained for most of the day, but it was warm so we didn't get too cold.  St. Avertin is a beautiful village and the hotel we chose was cute.  The owner was excited to find out we ere from Canada and was pleased to inform us that other Canadians had stayed at the hotel before.  He later came to get us so that he could introduce us to the mayor of the town.  We were lucky enough to catch a small music festival on the river during our one night stay.

Playing air hockey before the music festival in St. Avertin.

The next day we returned our bikes, repacked our backpacks and boarded a train for Limoges.

St. Malo, Brittany

We arrived in gorgeous St. Malo, on the Brittany coast, after a hot week in Paris.  As we walked from the train station to our hotel we all gasped as we had our first view of the ocean.  The tide was out so there was a huge beach, the ocean was turquoise (yet freezing we later discovered) and there were little castles on rocky islands just off the shore.  

You can see in the photo how there is a cement wall that holds water for swimming as the tide goes out each afternoon.

Our hotel was inside a walled, medieval village, just on the beach.  This is a photo from our hotel room showing the red umbrellas from the restaurant at our hotel and then a walkway through the wall out to the beach.  It was a beautiful location.  Jacques Cartier sailed from St. Malo on his way to Canada so we could feel that the town felt a strong connection with us.  At one point a man asked me what region of France I was from (!!!) and I told him Canada, he replied, "Jacques Cartier, our little cousins."  We found the people especially kind in St. Malo.

I was happy to discover that Moules et Frites (mussels and fries) are a speciality of St. Malo so every restaurant in town offed a mussels special for supper.  We all happily ate mussels every evening during our stay!  The girls also greatly enjoyed the crepes and the ice cream of this region. 

Enjoying huge chocolate pistachio cones.

At low tide we went for a walk to one of the little islands just off the coast. 

After four relaxing, beautiful days we packed up and got ready to take the train to Blois, in the Loire Valley to begin our next adventure.