Arrondissement de Rethel

We left the Citadelle de Montmédy at 12:30pm and we had an 80 mile journey ahead of us and once we were 10 miles out of the citadelle we hit decent roads and then duel carriageways which was a real bonus. I just set the cruise control and we sat at 60mph for the next 50 miles. The last 20 miles were back on single carriageway but we drove through some very pretty villages most of which had ancient 12th century church’s.
We finally arrived at our aire in Rozoy-sur-Serre at 2pm and it was now raining, but even with the rain we could tell we were in a beautiful spot.
Rozoy-sur-Serre is a small village with very few shops and our aire is a purpose built Motorhome area with 5 tarmac parking spots, free fresh water and a grey and black waste station. We are right at the far end of the village away from everyone and the site sits on the Rue de la Sarre greenway which is an old railway line that has been turned into a hiking and biking trail.
The first thing we did when we stopped was make a cup of tea and then had a little snooze until the rain stopped. Then at 3pm we decided to go for a long walk down the greenway.
On the way into the area we noticed that nearly all of the rivers had burst their banks and there were flooded fields everywhere. It looks like this area received the same stormy weather as England the last couple of weeks so before venturing out we thought it wise to put our boots on.
With the rain now stopped we left Wanda and headed right out of the aire and down the greenway. It was a beautiful walk on a grass track that was squelchy all the way down so it was a good job we wore our boots. There were also several trees down.
We managed to walk 3km down the track and then the skies started turning grey again so we turned around and walked back the same way spotting buzzards, squirrels and even a water rat.
We got back to Wanda at 4:45pm and just as we sat back down the rain started. We have been so lucky with the weather on this trip.
At 6pm Ellie cooked what can only be described as a culinary disaster of packet mashed potato and chicken nuggets. It was the most disgusting meal of the trip and possibly ever. She is now on her final warning, any more disasters with dinner or park ups she’s going to get dropped off in central Paris Her favourite city.
At 7pm we were joined by another Motorhome at our aire so we closed the blinds and settled in for the night.Leia mais