Didn't get woken in night by ravaging werewolves, just by friendly rubbishman in morning. Next two days motoring north are relatively uneventful. Quiet & well maintained autoroutes most of the way, which we break with a few diversions to N routes, and the odd navigational argument.
Langres was apparently voted the 50th most historic place in France. Not sure what that really means, but it has various ancient looking city walls & so forth. The campsite is well full of oldies, some of whom are definitely zombified so we decide not to drink the local water just in case.
We missed our stop at Beaune for a visit to a cave, so instead a trolley dash at L'Eclerc nets us half a dozen cases of vino. Wonder how long those will last?
Pile off the motorway again somewhere north of Reims for some champagne options. All seems a bit closed up so we end up back in L'Eclerc at Laon. (Where the whole town weirdly smelled of onions. Hmm.)
Do a lunchstop at a war memorial marking one of first sites where tanks used in WWI. Between the cholera & the shells, it must have been grim with just a metal box to live in.
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