CHATEAU GROSSOUVRE – CHARENTON DU CHER

 

When I left Grossouvre in the morning, I had to walk for one hour on a busy country road.

 

The following poem came into my mind:

 

Between seven and eight o’clock

On a country road

Cars are coming and going

I feel like a frog

Squished flat.

 

After this nerve wrecking walk, I reached the Canal de Berry, a now unused canal built in the beginning of the 19th century by Spanish prisoners of war. For two days, I was walking along the shore of the canal, often lined by high trees and a dense wall of shrubs. Jumps of the frogs leaping into the water when I passed by, uncountable butterflies rising up the grass by each step, storks flying over the tree tops and the ever changing reflections on the water made it a walk through paradise.

 

 

Canal de Berry

Canal de Berry

 

 

Former service house for one of the 96 docks along the canal

Former service house for one of the 96 docks along the canal

 

 

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It was evening when I arrived at Charenton du Cher. Here, I stayed overnight with Madame Malivon. She lived in a Chateau and rented some rooms to pelerins. It was a treat to stay with her, not only because of the charming, old-fashioned rooms but also because of her excellent cooking skills. I was not the only pilgrim; a French couple stayed with her also. We had a delicious meal together.

 

 

Chateau of Md. Malivon in Charenton du Cher

Chateau of Md. Malivon in Charenton du Cher

 

 

Living room in the Chateau of Md. Malivon

Living room in the Chateau of Md. Malivon

 

 

Living room in the Chateau of Md. Malivon

Living room in the Chateau of Md. Malivon