From Avallon we drove to Beaune. We arrived in the evening with little time to get settled at our adorable B&B and to get out to eat. So we went to the historic city center with a long list of restaurant recommendations...and a short list of those to absolutely stay away from. After getting denied, with child, at one place (our first true taste of French arrogance), and finding about 10-15 more unsuitable for a little one, we ended up stopping at ALL three awful spots, only to end up with horrible take-out panini's and fries... that we ate in our car! Deia was on my lap in the front seat, happily dipping fries in ketchup, while we laughed hysterically about our botched plans. We we a little underwhelmed with the hospitality in Beaune...people seems slightly less enthused than anywhere else we were. Then again, we're judging on a 24 hour stay. We did enjoy the old hospices. Deia threw coins in the wishing well and jumped in puddles between the cobblestones.
Beaune, Burgundy
From Avallon we drove to Beaune. We arrived in the evening with little time to get settled at our adorable B&B and to get out to eat. So we went to the historic city center with a long list of restaurant recommendations...and a short list of those to absolutely stay away from. After getting denied, with child, at one place (our first true taste of French arrogance), and finding about 10-15 more unsuitable for a little one, we ended up stopping at ALL three awful spots, only to end up with horrible take-out panini's and fries... that we ate in our car! Deia was on my lap in the front seat, happily dipping fries in ketchup, while we laughed hysterically about our botched plans. We we a little underwhelmed with the hospitality in Beaune...people seems slightly less enthused than anywhere else we were. Then again, we're judging on a 24 hour stay. We did enjoy the old hospices. Deia threw coins in the wishing well and jumped in puddles between the cobblestones.
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