Today is our last night in this area before we journey back north. We woke and ate at a local patisserie and then travelled, as planned to Saint-Émilion. We had heard that it is best to visit the town in the morning, but due to one reason or another, we did not arrive until about 1100 in the morning. The reason for arriving in the morning is that we had been told that in the afternoon, tour buses containing loads of Chinese and Japanese tourists descend upon the town.
Unforutnately, we just missed some tours, but in a way, this was a good thing. The town is pretty and certainly worth visiting. I had the chance to take the children on a 90 minute journey around the town on a tour, but I decided that they would not appreciate this, something when they were told, they agreed with. They were interested in the ideas of entering the catacombs below, but settled for a journey up the bell tower. And they loved it there. We spent over an hour as they enjoyed the view, something I fail to understand that others do not try to experience. In a town where so many experiences appear to cost so much, this was €5 for the three of us (I think that we were charged for four of us to explore, but my wife decided to learn more about the local wines). By the time my wife was ready to meet up, the kids were starting to get ready to leave the tower.
After this, it was a trip home, with a detour to buy biscuits for our respective workplaces and then lunch. We had aimed to take the children to the river beach, but an injury to the toe of my daughter prevented that. Instead we watched a film and then went out for dinner at the amazing restaurant that we had been to before.
Anyway, packing has commenced and I have to get to bed to finish this with my wife tomorrow morning before we journey north to Tours.