Some confusion getting out of town. After a cyclist said the sign was wrong a few km later found another cyclist who put me on a correct route.
Note the evenly spaced trees put there by Napoleon. His route signature.
A very large market blocked the route. Walked through.
Morosité:
Me: the economy of France, I have read,is terrible. Yet every restaurant table is full. Business is good?
Her: yes today but next week maybe no clients.
Montsereau is a very tasteful town with appropriately tasteful prices. Good for star hotel right on the water. A good sized antiques market, much better stuff than Samur. Much bigger too. Need a practiced eye like George and Michelle to tell the difference between French crap and our antiques.
The town is situated on a spectacular section of the river.
Probably saw three times the number of cyclists all in perfect spandex than cars except in the two market towns. Almost every cafe table occupied.
A two chateaux day. Samur, perched up high, not visited, and montsereau, on the water edge. Neither as impressive as Nantes or angers.
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