Three weeks into the holiday and loving it, are we homesick, no we are not, I struggle to understand the people who go on holiday and are then glad to be going home.
The plan was to move on to Belgium today but as the weather was good and the area interesting, we would stay on there until Mick and Bren had to leave for home in two days time.
So today we checked out where there was a proper market, in a big town and set off to Soissons, we took the back road from the campsite rather than going back out onto the N31. This was a much quieter drive with plenty of nice photo opportunities along the way.
Once there we found a parking place and set off towards what looked like a cathedral, hoping the town centre and market would be close by.
For once we were not disappointed and found the market straightaway, we did pop into the cathedral on the way passed, to listen to some fantastic organ music that was streaming from the huge front doors. Outside the cathedral a stage being set up for some sort of concert and we made a note to find out what was going on.
In the market we split up into two couples and arranged to meet back up in an hour, Dot and I soon wandered away from the market and looked around some of the larger department stores.
I also needed the toilet (must be my age) and we couldn't find one. By the time we got back together the market was just about finished and we all set off to find the river and somewhere for a sit and drink. Mick had bought some stuffed olives and got a free bottle of beer with them, strange though, it was a Sagres from Portugal.
As the market was being cleared away, workmen moved it to setup yet another stage. We headed downhill, usually this works when looking for the river and it did this time, we also found a nice friendly bar (with toilet). Stages were also being set up here by the river and there were barriers for closing the roads. After a couple of Hoegaardens we set off to find the tourist information office, to see what was going on.
It was in the square where the market had been and the stages were for a music festival that night, with all types of music from classical to rock. It would have been a good I idea to come back and join in but we could not find out about busses and a taxi was very expensive. So we just went back to the site for a night by the van (it was the next morning when we realised we could have taken the van back to Soissons and slept in it there).
In the supermarket on the way back to the site, Mick eventually got some horse meat, I was not even keen on having it in our fridge.
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