I’m sitting at balcony of my room in Sete looking down over the town
But before I write on Sete it’s time reflect on the 1100km run south from Nijmegen to Sete.
The side trip through the Swiss Alps into Italy is covered earlier.
A dominant feature in the Rhine
The river of castles
Running south beside it crossing it through Germany
Staying of the main roads
Lots of small villages
Travelling further south at the top of the Black Forest the German high country spread out to see
The there was the taste of Germany epitomised by thick slabs of smoked pork, strong vinegary salad and scalloped potatoes at the Hausbraurei Feierling in Freiburg.
Washed down by the brewery’s beautiful beer
Across the Rhine
Across the border to southern France
The taste and river different
At Nueville Sur Ain
The river was the Ain
The village French in style
Still castles on the hills
But the taste was different veal in the thick tomatoe sauce with green beans
Washed down by Cotes Du Rhone at the Le Faisan Dore
The Rhone alps as a companion
Till reaching the Mediterranean at Sete