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Published on April 21, 2016 19:46

The chicken dog made a big circle in France this time, and it took two weeks. Because the chicken dog has secretly decided that if one day both of us win the lottery, we will only stay in tall hotels or eat Michelin star rated French food. However, the character of the chicken dog seems to have not yet broken out (I doubt whether it is possible to break out in this life), so the chicken dog has always followed the route of simple feeling of local characteristics.

Here is our itinerary:

Day01-04

Paris Bordeaux / accommodation: airbnb (50 + US dollars / night) / activity: eating, drinking and visiting the old city

Day03-05

Bordeaux - Medoc - soulac sur mer sur sur sur / accommodation: airbnb (US $80 / night) / activity: Medoc is the most important wine producing area in Bordeaux. When you pass by, you can visit the Chateau to try out red wine. Surak has a lovely seaside town. In summer, you can play with water on the beach (but it's very cold in non peak season).

Day06

Surak - St. Emilion - Rocamadour / accommodation: Relais amadourien (60 dollars / night, very good recommendation) / activity: St. Emilion, another famous wine producing area in Bordeaux, the old city above the hills is also very beautiful. Rocamadur, a medieval village built on the mountain wall, is known as the city of the sky, which is very beautiful.

Day07

CIT, Chateau de la cardur é De Carcassonne Sete / accommodation: H ô Tel de Paris (100 U.S. dollars per night, convenient location, just in front of the morning market of the vegetable market) / activity: kalkason castle is said to be a five-star Star City, so we must go to the human cultural heritage (but we didn't go, ha ha). Seth is eating seafood and feeling the heat of southern France, but it's not as expensive as nice, so he doesn't make a city.

Day08

Saite NIMS Avignon / accommodation: aliz é A (50 + US dollars / night, the only good thing is in the old city) / activities: Nim arena, waterway bridge. Avignon teaches the imperial palace to visit the old city. In July and August, there is the largest Drama Festival in France, and there are many tourists on weekdays.

Day09

La Grotte Chauvet vienner VIENNA / accommodation: H ô Tel Le Saint Georges (US $80 / night, a lovely family hotel in Longhe Valley) / activity: of course, to see the remains of prehistoric human murals of the Paleolithic age, remember to make an appointment on the official website before going

Day10

Vienner born Beaune / accommodation: Hotel ATHANOR Centre (100 + US dollars / night, lovely old house reconstruction, very good location, right in the center) / activity: come to Burgundy to taste wine and eat delicious food!

Day11

Born Dijon / accommodation: H ô Tel Le Sauvage (70 dollars / night, good location) / activity: stroll the street and vegetable market, remember to touch the owl on the outer wall of Notre Dame

Day12

Dijon Hans Reims / accommodation: airbnb (US $70 / night) / activity: visit Hans Cathedral, drink champagne and eat oysters

Day13

Champagne Paris fly home Oh! yeah!

Because of the above book, this trip of chicken and dog in France is promoted. The whole book introduces French food and French / English vocabulary. It is recommended to eat necessary food!

This time our car is this small car. Although it doesn't run very fast, it is very suitable for shuttling in the narrow streets of France. The turning radius is extremely short. It can easily turn around anywhere if you drive wrong or over the top. The rent is also cheap. I rent a car from sixt for less than $50 a day.

OK, let's start!

Sunset in Bordeaux

Come to Bordeaux

Mother doesn't like Bordeaux

Carrefour has been to other European countries before, but it is the first time to come to France! So no matter in the city, countryside, streets and alleys, I feel excited anytime and anywhere. However, when I first came to France, my favorite place for dogs was Carrefour. When it comes to Carrefour, I really want to sing a song for it: really amazing... Really amazing! France, a big agricultural country, originally produces high-quality and cheap agricultural products. Its fruits and vegetables are all fresh and beautiful. Mediterranean crops imported from neighboring Spain or Italy, such as olive oil, black and red cherries and plums, also have the ability to summon the spirits of cooks and housewives in the hearts of ordinary boys and girls. In a word, when you go to the vegetable and fruit area, the dog's disorderly buying and losing heart will attack immediately. One of the symptoms is that his hands and feet don't listen to him. Even if he can't finish eating, he will automatically put all his things into the basket. When he gets home, he can't figure out where the refrigerator is full of things. In addition, in Carrefour, you can easily find more than 100 kinds of cheese and 100 kinds of wine (this quantifier is not exaggeration), as well as local specialty counters. For example, you can find Sancerre near the luyar Valley, or there are local goat cheese in the Pyrenees mountains. That seems to be a matter of course. Carrefour here seems to have gone beyond the concept of a supermarket. For chickens and dogs, it's a place where people can't forget to return. On many levels, it can be seen that France still retains a lot of the legacy of socialism. For example, the price of livelihood materials is reasonable. In contrast, the consumption of ordinary people is much lower than when I was in Switzerland. Of course, this is one of the good aspects. However, it is also well-known that French workers go on strike when they are upset. It is like eating porridge for breakfast. Just like yesterday, chicken suddenly said that fortunately, we have come back from France. It turned out that the taxi drivers in Paris were blocking the airport expressway for collective protest because they were dissatisfied with Uber's robbing them of their business these days. As a result, passengers from the airport had to drag their own luggage to practice and catch the plane. In spite of the indignation of the French general, he rushed to overturn Uber's car and smash it (see the news here). In the days when we stayed in Bordeaux, we found that the street was full of garbage one morning. It turned out that the garbage collectors also went on strike the night before last. With so many exciting activities to take part in, I think the life of French workers should be quite enjoyable So in short, when you first came to Bordeaux, chicken dogs didn't eat and drink too much outside. They usually went shopping to buy some interesting cheese or ham, plus Lok Fu to hold a melon, choose a box of cherries, buy some salad, and then pick a few bottles of wine to watch the sunset on their balcony and get drunk by the way. Bordeaux is one of the most famous oyster producing areas in France. We saw people's food notes on the Internet. A seafood boat as big as a dragon boat was across the middle of the table. So we came to this restaurant specializing in seafood platter with the feeling that we wanted to have a good knowledge when we first came to guibaodi. However, due to the hard driving (we drove from Paris to Bordeaux for nine hours that day), the angry dog began to attack again, and the driver chicken was very sad because he was tired, hungry and scolded. The dog continued to bark, saying that the oyster was too salty, the clam was too fishy, the shrimp was too cold, the mustache was not pulled clean, and the sea snail itself was disgusting. All in all, it was not good. While walking in the old city, the raw ham accidentally passed by this shop. Although we were almost illiterate in French, we didn't know a word, but in the window hung thick, solid, moldy gray skins, haggard ham skins, and smelling like the smell of an old, unwashed range hood, But when I smell it carefully, it seems that the strange smell of meat has done everything. We walked around to the door and saw the ham sandwich lying there. Its content is extremely simple: an ordinary bun, sandwiched with 50-60% fat and thin slices of ham. The leg meat is deep magenta and ruby red, surrounded by condensed milk fat, just like a cup of freshly made latte. The fragrant milk bubble collides with black coffee, and spins into a beautiful shape of rolled leaves. And the surface of each layer of ham slice is full of uniform and bright color, just like the classic oil painting of shining van Nistelrooy, which makes people salivate unconsciously. These raw hams are good. When I was a child, I had the impression that hams were processed like table meat. No matter how they looked or tasted, they had nothing to do with legs. Air dry the whole leg like this, slice it into thin slices and put it in a sandwich, or directly serve it with a few mouthfuls of Hami melon. It's really full of flavor. The shop is full of people. All the old ladies come to the shop. They look at the strippers as if they can look from the front to the back. They squint at the legs until they see which one they like. The assistant on the side throws the legs onto the machine and brushes the direct film. I know that my love for ham is not as deep as that of chicken. The gentleman is now shining with gold in his eyes and rubbing his hands. He has never been so energetic. I just prevaricated him on a comprehensive platter and urged him to go. He happily put the paper thin ham in his arms, even said enough. As a result, we ate the thin ham for three or four days. Thick is thick, delicious is delicious, but it's too greasy and greasy. I can eat it for a year this time.

In surak by the sea, there are three puppies at 30 today

After Bordeaux, the chicken dog's itinerary plan is: zero! We only reserved round-trip air tickets and accommodation in Bordeaux for the first three days, and then we went to France to see you again. But since we came to Bordeaux, we also wanted to see the famous wine producing areas, so we decided to drive north along the Garonne River, through the whole Medoc area, until there was a small town called surak on the sea. The chicken didn't know where to see an article. The surak in the photo was very beautiful, so the chicken was very excited and said, let's go there to help the dog celebrate his birthday!

On the mountain road of pyrenius

After leaving San Emilion, we went straight to the next stop: rocamadur. It was a town built on a cliff in the middle of the Pyrenees Mountains in southern France. Speaking of this place, we should first talk about the pilgrimage of St. James.

The soul of every man and woman in rocamadur

Well, it's been a long time (in fact, there's nothing to show, it's just a delay...). Da Lala! Finally show the true face of Roca madur!

It's time for dinner. Let's pound the lamb together!

In a word, we left the mountain city at noon. A few days ago, we ignored the exact business hours of the French and went on our own itinerary, so we always missed the meal time and had to starve. As a result, either one of us was angry because of hypoglycemia, or we had a big fight (it's not all the dog's fault), So once on the road, the chicken began to look around for a place to eat. Not long after we went down the mountain and passed a small village, we parked our car on the square of the village and went in to see what was delicious.

Travel and the past

We have been thinking about whether we should go to the city by the sea in Dizhong or go further south, cross the Pyrenees mountains and drive all the way to the Spanish peninsula. Chicken seems to be very interested in nice because of his friend's experience, but dog's intuition is that it's a tourist city. Although it's not the peak of summer vacation in early June, the summer in southern France is already in full swing. It's conceivable that the peak season of the beach has gradually begun, so we won't consider the accommodation and crowded people in nice Guisong. But Spain was a bit far away, so we finally decided to go to a fishing port called Sete as our next stop.

Venice, South France: Seth

When the dog recalled his childhood, he told the chicken about the memories. Finally, he saw a big blue ocean and bright sunshine. The Mediterranean Sea was ahead! Chickens and dogs follow the traffic flow, the road becomes narrower and smaller, the roadside houses become more and more, we cross several bridges and come to an island like a hill rising from the sea, and we finally arrive at set（ Sete is known as the Little Venice of France. It is the largest fishing port in France. In the past, many Italian immigrants came here to settle down. So it's no wonder that the architectural style of the island, as well as the canals and bridges running through it, have really given a lot of impression to Winnes. It's not like Cannes, which is internationally famous and full of tourists. It's not the huge scale of Marseilles metropolis. Sete looks like a bustling harbor. The hot sun makes people blush and sweat their forehead. The crowd here looks different from Bordeaux people. Their facial features and skin color are deeper, and their body movements are exaggerated and complicated, Speak more Spanish and Italian, with a strong Mediterranean temperament. Everyone in the street is very busy living their own small life, and no one has time to pay attention to the curious eyes of tourists like us. The market dealers and the old ladies who buy vegetables argue fiercely about the price of vegetables; The fishermen on the fishing boat are fully engaged in the work of arranging fishing net equipment in the hot sun; Pedestrians are angry... But they are also used to chasing, running, jumping and following the bus; The buses are busy rushing and passing the station, and with a lot of other passenger cars and motorcycles, the narrow roads on the island are crowded. Seth is such a city - a bit of a mess, but full of vitality, natural, not artificial. After staying in the hotel and everything was settled, we walked all the way along the canal to the sea. It's hard to imagine that we are still practicing leg strength in the mountain city of rocamadur in the morning. At this time, we are in a beautiful and hot harbor. The warm sea breeze is salty and salty. No matter it blows on our face or body, it doesn't take away any sweat under our skin. It only adds more hot and humid breath. Before the sun sets in the evening, the afterglow of the sun is still hot and dazzling. On the edge of the canal near the waterway, speedboats and fishing boats are berthing one by one, closely side by side. The two white boats on the water are meandering, just like two rows of huge piano keyboards on the shore. At this time, the elegant buildings on both sides of the land, the pink, pink and orange afterglow are climbing up their walls, shining the windows. In the sky, many seabirds are wandering. They chase some invisible insects around in a light but quick way. Sometimes they plunge into the water, sometimes they just stop on the shore (it looks huge and clumsy) waiting for the fishermen or tourists to pick up the cheap ones. So these boats, houses and birds formed a complex and gorgeous reflection on the dark water surface of the canal.

Love and hatred

Chicken found a well-known seafood shop on the Internet, just located in Saite, which specializes in the port's special products: the best quality shellfish, including light vegetables, oysters, all kinds of clams and snails, but we just can't find them around the port. When I went back to the hotel and asked, I learned from the secret angel who looked like the Spanish version of Victoria at the counter that because the business of the old store was so good and had a long history, it just closed for a whole year this year, specializing in interior decoration. Due to some unexplainable reasons, chicken and dog in France oyster luck has been very bad: in Bordeaux, the oyster dragon boat in the center of the city is not delicious, coupled with the dog in a temper is not tasty; When you go to surak, the whole town will be closed in the off season on weekends, and you will also miss akaxiong; When we came to San Emilion, just after lunch time, the oyster boy refused us at the door, although there were still a lot of people in it; Finally came to the oyster holy land set, unexpectedly encountered decoration for a whole year of this kind of miracle. After hearing the bad news, the chicken dog turned his eyes. He had no choice but to ask the Victoria angel and the aunt who was not very like the Victoria angel but rather like the constipation angel. Where else could we go to the restaurant that specializes in eating clams. They talked to each other, and they were also very loyal. They made several phone calls for us to confirm that the restaurant was open today, so we were finally able to have a meal.

Setchao City

The next morning, we found a huge and lively vegetable market behind the hotel. When we were dazzled by all kinds of fruits, agricultural products, spices, cooked food, cakes and clothes, we directly locked in a Spanish meal on the roadside. The two grandmothers and grandfathers were very bold. They directly sacrificed the three big beds like flat black iron shallow pots. Without saying a word, when they came to the precious land, they only sold the three pots, but after they sold them, they didn't have any. We saw that they had a good posture. Without saying a word, they immediately joined the instant queue and lost heart and went crazy. They bought three kinds of seafood: Saffron Trio (giant shrimp, light vegetables, squid), stewed rice (classic Spanish stew menu, so you must buy nonsense), mutton, chicken, tomato and vegetable stew (it smells too fragrant to buy) Beef bolus sausage sausage inclined tube noodles (the platinum combination of sausage and meat bolus, the chicken claimed not to buy is a waste of money), and what's more crazy is that after the chicken and dog returned to the hotel with three big boxes (really too much weight), they ate them all in one breath. Then, on the one hand, we felt the guilt after a moment of passion and overeating, on the other hand, because we completely relieved the delirium of stewing rice, we continued to go on the road with contentment.

(street traffic signs have been "transformed" into interesting cartoons by artists (bear children))

If you don't look at the road, sooner or later you should eat the dirt

Bid farewell to the land of enmity and enmity with Dan Cai, we stepped on the accelerator and left set without looking back. The dark blue waters of the Mediterranean Sea are dotted with silver and dazzling sunlight. We walk all the way to our right. We pass through small coastal towns, low open wetlands, side by side with cyclists or joggers, and then go a little north to Nimes. Nim is a spring spirit from Rome. From this we can know that the city is very old. It was named as far back as Roman times. There are many ancient Roman relics in the city, the most famous of which is the circular arena (Colosseum). Of course, all of them are included in the human Cultural Heritage (human cultural heritage has been crying, I feel like I am everywhere in France, I feel so worthless!) In addition, there are wonderful fountains everywhere in the old city. When you walk around in the hot sun, you can splash water and feel cool. Nim is one of the favorite cities of chicken and dog in France. It retains a comfortable living atmosphere, but at the same time, it is also lively and prosperous. With numerous businesses and tourists, Nim is the largest city in South fagare province. Interesting little knowledge about Nim: Nim was an important silk weaving town in the 17th-19th century, and produced a special kind of cotton canvas. Levi Strauss found that this kind of cloth was resistant to dirt, abrasion and washing, so he used it as the work pants of western pioneers and farmers, and became famous from then on. In the beginning, this kind of fabric was branded as "from NIM de Nimes", so guess what? It's "tannin denim".

Nim arena from different time and space

Compared with knocking down a tree and falling to the ground, a small skin wound is really nothing, so we pretended to be OK, sat down and had a cup of coffee, then strolled around the old town of NIM, and unconsciously walked to the arena.

(the picture of Waterway Bridge comes from the official tourism page of NIM Waterway Bridge)

Avignon's chicken dog (no girl)

Finally came to Avignon. Avignon still retains the old wall, so on the outside you can see a enclosed stone wall and fortress structure. The city is built according to the river. After crossing the bridge on the moat, the car company officially enters the old city. As soon as you enter the old urban area, you will feel busy and crowded. Only a few main roads are paved with asphalt, and all other people and cars are crowded on the super narrow stone brick pavement. Many small roads can only accommodate one car, so there are complex one-way roads everywhere. If you miss the right purpose and want to turn back (for example, we miss our small hotel for the first time), We have to drill in the streets and alleys of the old city for half a day, follow the instructions of those one-way streets, and be taken around for a long time before we can go back to the original place.

Open your sandwich and have a bite of tadine

I continued to walk around Avignon, and my stomach began to rumble. I can't believe that chicken and dog's last meal was still at the Spanish roadside stall that I took out from the set market this morning. Because he was hungry and tired, dog tyrant Nilu got up again. In order to save his life, the chicken immediately found a small square and pulled the dog to sit down for dinner.

We stayed in a cheap hotel in the old city. The price was no air conditioning. Although the room was extremely hot, the window was open to the street. We were afraid that the noisy young people, racing people or strange vagrants would come in, so we had to close the window. Chickens and dogs felt steamed all night. When we got up in the morning, we were sweating and sticky. We scurried into the McDonald's opposite. There were air-conditioners, hamburgers and even free WiFi in it. The whole place was Avignon's lucky spot. It finally cooled down and joined the world. Chickens and dogs competed to praise capitalism! After that, we walked around the city, and the morning was much quieter than the crazy night. From the hillside of the temple, you can see the moat from the outside, and the whole city from the inside. The river is clean and green. Sometimes a boat paddles over the water, leaving waves behind. Inside the city, there are red tiles and green trees. It seems that time has never passed here.

Then I went to the Avignon market and found that there was a flea market in the park outside the market. Many people opened their bedding and put out all kinds of small items, such as silver tableware sets, old furniture, old jewelry and all kinds of sundries. There were many interesting things in them. Speaking of this, chicken dog is really the ultimate fan of the local market (market). Apart from familiar places such as South Korea and Taiwan, we think the most interesting one is the market in Ulaanbaatar, which covers an extremely large area and should be as big as two or three small schools. They sell all kinds of yurt materials, such as skeleton, carpet, felt, cloth, plastic floor with fake patterns like Persian carpet; When it comes to saddle, armature, horseshoe, steelmaking and other steel products, we can't recognize them at all; There are also the furniture and leather sofa in the yurt - a modern design that is out of place compared with other items; The most wonderful thing is the washing table in the desert, a whole group, with a mailbox size iron box on the top, a small tap on the bottom, and a small washbasin on the bottom. When the chickens and dogs really live with Mongolian families, they find that there is such a group in the old lady's yurt, where the little grandson carries a bucket of water every day. No matter how dry and dirty the desert is, you still have to wash your hands before eating, although at best you just wet a few hands. In addition, the chatucha market in Thailand is also huge. We found two pairs of leather shoes in one of the second-hand shoe stores. Second hand shoe stores in the Thai market always have rumors that those shoes are stolen goods, because Thai temples need to take off their shoes before they can enter the temple. Many tourists used to wear good shoes, but when they came out of the Buddhist temple, they found that their good shoes had already disappeared. But the rumor belongs to the rumor, the good and cheap thing chicken dog will not be soft hearted and soft hearted! However, when we finally returned to Korea, we were stopped when we passed the customs. The customs inspector said that they detected the drug reaction on the boots! Although later the officer came out to care about us and let us pass directly when he saw us two good people. After they left, they looked at each other and felt lucky. Then they began to make fun of each other. They might have bought the boots of the drug lord (and he was a bad luck drug Lord who went to the Buddhist temple devoutly, but the shoes were stolen by the thieves)!

The meaning of travel

What kind of thing is travel to dogs now? In the past, when I worked from nine to five, I felt that travel was an abnormal and special state. Due to the short time, I always tried to make more preparations and plans in advance, hoping to complete all kinds of wonderful things in travel. When traveling, the state of mind also has a tendency of manic attack. I don't care about what I don't eat or what I do crazily in order to lose weight. Travel itself is an exception. Go whatever you want. However, since we decided to travel all the time, the meaning of travel to chickens and dogs is actually different from that in the past. Travel itself is our ordinary day. No matter where we are, even if the food is present, the body still needs to be considered. We can't be bold to eat. What we should do every day must be the same as usual. We should work, write and exercise. I just think about what I have for lunch today, what I have for dinner today, where I can go for coffee, and where I can go for a walk. Every kind of life has its fatigue and pressure. Sometimes I feel tired of this way of life. I'm worried about what to do when I run out of money, or I'm tired of moving in a strange place, and I want to have a familiar and stable home. Anyway, most people hate the part of their life, and there is the same kind of hate in my life. The only thing that makes the dog feel that, at least, it's not a waste of life for me to travel around like this. It's travel that makes me write. From the beginning, I just wanted to explain my whereabouts to my family and simply record what I saw. Now, writing and thinking itself have become the focus. Gradually, I began to feel that writing is also like a kind of travel, which makes me explore inward, and many thoughts and memories are gradually revealed in it. Of course, external travel is to discover and understand new things, but the knowledge I am most curious about and the biggest mystery in the world is the life of others. For ordinary people who can only live once, maybe everyone occasionally has the idea of "if life can change, will I be different?" and travel is a good opportunity for chickens and dogs to live a different life. It's hard to fully guess what local people eat, experience their daily life, and their manners and habits, But always get interesting observations and discoveries from it. This can finally go back to France. After visiting the second-hand market, we went around the wholesale market and found that there was a chic shop. On one side, there was a cooking class. Several aunts were learning how to cook in the country and discussing (in the gap between their chewing) casually (in fact, I think they were just eating all the time). There were several tables and chairs beside, Write today's special on a small blackboard. We sat down and asked for one each. The food tasted simple and delicious. For a time, we doubted whether the food on our plate would be the result of the restaurant's cooking class this morning and would be sold directly to the uninformed passers-by. However, seeing that the aunts were so keen on consuming the food at hand, we thought that they should not be interested in doing it by themselves, The finished products will be finished in two or three batches. The self-produced and self sold products are not enough, let alone exported products.

In the cave

To tell the story of shovey, we should first talk about the experience of his classmate Grotte de Lascaux. Lasco cave is famous. I remember that every time I read "the story of art" in Biblical palace bridge, the first chapter must start with Lasco cave murals. This cave is the first one discovered. Since it was well known in the 1940s, it has been open to tourists. It was not until the 1960s that it was sealed up for protection. Even so, plaque still appeared on Lascaux's murals and fell into an endangered situation. Meanwhile, in response to tourists, the French government rebuilt a fully simulated cave nearby in the 1980s for tourists to visit. In view of the tragic situation of the senior, the shovey cave, which was discovered only in 1994, was sealed up for protection by the French government. Only 60 scientists / archaeologists were allowed to enter the cave every year. In recent years, the shovey cave has been listed as a world cultural heritage. Therefore, the French government, in response to the influx of tourists, referred to the experience of senior Lascaux, As like as two peas, we have built a completely identical cave and a well planned Museum, which will give a general public view and educational promotion. Although it is not so famous, its area is three times larger than that of Lascaux, and its twists and turns are about 800 meters long. Moreover, after dating, it is the earliest mural found so far, dating back to the Paleolithic age of 32000-6000 years ago. But even if you visit the copied caves, you can't just go there if you want to. To visit the program, you must first register the guided time on the Internet, and only 15 places will be open in each time, about 10 times a day. Chicken and dog foolishly think that when they get to the ticket, they will enter. They are lost in the nearby village by GPS. They run to the passenger center and ask, only to know the rule that they can't enter without making an appointment. Fortunately, the French girl in the passenger center was very enthusiastic. First she borrowed my WiFi to connect to the Internet, then she made an appointment for me, and then she asked me to swipe my card to buy tickets. Finally, she finally got into the end of the crane. The whole park is located on a hillside in the wilderness. Our little smart climbs up at the speed of tortoise, and at one time, it is still in a state of gasping and belching. However, when you get to the top, you can see that except for the three buildings in the museum park, the rest are large forests and lookout pavilions. Looking into the distance, the hills stretch out, and the scenery is very beautiful. We were waiting for our own show, so we went around the building to hide from the sun. Let's go in and watch a 3D documentary (but of course it can't really record prehistoric human beings). The story is the first prehistoric human painting from the life of collecting and hunting. At the end of the film, the back door of the cinema opens, and we walk into a corridor. On both sides are large prehistoric biological models, such as saber toothed tiger, big Milu, and even mammoth specimens, as well as reconstructed wax figures of Paleolithic primitive people. The original location of the cave was on a hill close to a small river valley. In this small area, a variety of archaeological relics are scattered everywhere. Some of them are bones, such as tombs. Some of them are needles made of fish bones, stone axes, stone knives and containers made of hammering. In addition, there are fossil traces of other contemporaneous creatures. These archaeological data are very interesting. People can recall and speculate the state of human life at that time. Chickens and dogs are very interesting. Finally, it was our turn to enter, and a group of people followed the guide to the ground. It must be admitted that the chicken dog didn't know that it was a replica cave at that time, and he was deeply shocked when he went down. The cave is very deep and high on the top. It is a winding limestone cave with dripping stalactites on the top, a section of stalagmites that looks like bamboo shoots in the underground, and the root stone pillars that connect with each other. The trestle road has been set up in the cave. We all follow the road and walk in the dark, damp and chilly underground cave. If our progress has reached a certain area worthy of observation, the light will light up here and light up the mural on the wall accordingly. Walking all the way from the cave entrance, the most fascinating thing is that you can completely step on the brain cells of that (or those) prehistoric human artists. Each mural shows the process of their thinking step by step. The first mural is a single anti white fingerprint. According to the size of the palm and the proportion of fingers, it is inferred that it is a man. He sticks his hand to the wall, and then blows the red clay powder he brought in from the outside of the cave to the wall, so a palm shape appears. The second mural we took a few steps later, suddenly, the whole wall was covered with dense fingerprints, some of which were still white, others were directly stained with pigment. Then there are some abstract lines. Only in a certain detail can they show their intention to draw a shape. Then they start. There are Buffalo, deer, mammoth, and some symbols that represent human beings like words. But those symbols of human form are compared with the artists' pursuit of animal modeling, It doesn't seem to take much effort. As the depiction of animals became more and more remote from visualization and more accurate, they began to draw pictures of predators like leopards and lions. The sides of the leopards and the posture of their bodies are full of incomparable power, and their positions and lines are completely right. They even draw the look of the predators. Some of them mix the predators and the prey, and become a kind of deconstruction like cubism. Sometimes, they repeatedly draw their bodies, Or similar shape, only a little difference, some people think that this drawing in the flashing torch, those animals are ready to move. But it seems to me that prehistoric people are doing exercises. Every stroke he thinks about, how to draw better and more vivid next stroke. Finally, the cave suddenly stops in front of a four meter long mural. That mural is a summary of all the achievements. All the animals in it are lifelike, as if they are living a life in progress. It's very spectacular to supplement food, escape, still and die. When reading the history of art, some people said that the motive of prehistoric people to draw these animals and beasts was that if they captured their images, they captured their souls, so that people could be protected when they went hunting. But I don't think so. In that cave, what I feel is a very strong and pure pursuit of creation, driven by some kind of bewitching, and forced to dig in and out of the spirit all the time. I saw the first person who found that his palm could be drawn. He was so happy that he wanted to create it thousands of times. As for the shapes of the animals, most of the time, they just start with a line, a curve from the rock beside him. From this curve, he can see the arc of the Bison's horns, the sunken back of the tiger, the wing of an owl and the side face of a lion. It's like the person who falls in love sees each other's names in all things. The artist sees and writes down his dearest, most fearful, most intimate and most familiar images. This is the ancient human mind. At that time, perhaps the distinction between animals and humans was not obvious. For them, animals were just another kind, and they also had respectable existence of soul and thinking. In the murals, it's very strange that I seem to see how the eyes of prehistoric people used to see the world. Their different lives are so distant and strange, but so beautiful.

Half way story

It's like Orpheus crossing the underworld. When chickens and dogs come out of the cave, they feel as if they have been underground for a long time. After we went down the mountain, we caught up with Carrefour's closing time, bought cheese and a little food in a hurry, and ran to Wiener, a small town in the Rhone valley, near Lyon.

Finally, they made a pilgrimage to Burgundy

After leaving the place for lunch, we had a good time and came to the place where we stayed this evening: Burgundy!

It was not until the 15th century that Burgundy became a part of France. Before that, the Grand Duchy of Burgundy was already very rich and fastidious in food. It is said that the Duke of Burgundy ate more delicately than the French king at that time. Because of the willfulness of the Duke, the maintenance of tradition in Burgundy wine started very early. Before there was any AOC concept at all, the Duke had made very strict regulations on the production of wine. For example, Prince Philip in the 14th century did not like Gamay, and thought that only Pinot Noir was the Royal Orthodox flavor, So he legislated to eradicate Jiamei in Burgundy and drove it all to the barren area of bojiulai in the south. However, he didn't expect Jiamei to develop unexpectedly well there. It seems that he is unwilling to prove that he is not worthless, OK?! In bojiulai, we have developed our own unique style, so the grape planting in this area has gradually formed today's situation. In addition, people here also inherit the paranoid lineage of gourmands. In the whole Burgundy area, hiding in the small restaurants scattered in the fields, or in the humble cafes on the roadside, may be the star food in Michelin's manual, which is really a home of delicious food and wine. We walked along the old city and passed by several restaurants. Either there were too many tourists to make it crowded and noisy, or it looked too high, cold and luxurious. Chicken dog just wanted to find a quiet and unrestrained place to open a bottle of good wine and celebrate that he finally came to the wine Holy Land. At this time, we passed a small door with wine cellar & Food written on it. We thought it was interesting, so we went in to have a look. The bottom is really a cellar, with a low arched roof and a patchy surface of rock. Next to the shelf layer upon layer of wine, a bit damp and dark cool environment, is suitable for wine storage.

Eat in xiangbeidan

The chicken dog didn't stay in the market more. The chicken always pulled the dog to go quickly. The dog was so angry that he felt that the chicken was a disappointment. The car drives to gevrey Chambertin, which is the most expensive area with the most special vineyards in Burgundy. Along the way, it is surrounded by beautiful and green vineyards. We quietly turned to a quiet town by the side of the road. Chicken was driving nervously and looked around. When the dog saw that the chicken didn't drive well, he became more and more annoyed. He had already missed the coveted roast suckling pig sandwich in the market early in the morning, and didn't get the dazzling beautiful cheese and cold dishes from farmers. However, he was forced to come to the wilderness. His hunger and anger were about to break out. At this time, the clever chicken finally stopped by the side of the road and said it in a hurry, The restaurant for lunch today!

It's not just mustard, Dijon says

At the end of our journey to Burgundy, we continued north to Dijon.

Chicken dog's previous impression of Dijon was only mustard sauce. In fact, its wealth was a royal city. Back in the 9th and 10th centuries, Dijon was the capital of Burgundy. When the Duchy of Burgundy was the most powerful, the rim of its spoke came from the North Sea

Stretching 1000 kilometers to the Mediterranean Sea, it is the largest principality in Europe and has deep ties with Switzerland and Italy in history. In addition to many magnificent old buildings in the center of the city, Dijon has become a commercial distribution and agricultural production center in the interior of France because of its fertile land and the intersection of many inland railways.

(the above writing is like compiling a high school history / geography textbook. The dog is funny. He has the experience of taking turns in Feng Shui. He used to hate history and geography in high school. Although history teachers are very caring and love students, he even worked as a geography teacher! But it's strange that as soon as the chronology and map are drawn, the dog will automatically turn on the psychic mode of rolling eyes. The soul will be directly transmitted to other time and space through the principle that science can't explain. As a result, when they take the college entrance examination, their two subjects are 20 points and 30 points / 100 points... Well, I think the reason why their historical geography was so bad in the past, Maybe in addition to the course syllabus, I am also entrusted with the task of compiling the textbook Department of jigouguai library（ What excuse

In a word, after the serious background is explained, the unruly chickens and dogs will follow suit. Unfortunately, the time we came to Dijon was another bleak season: weekend! So again, most of the stores are closed and the market is at rest, so the chickens and dogs have to beat their hearts and make a poison pledge and try to buy it next time. But fortunately, even if it's just a walk in the city center, the beautiful buildings and squares around it are still enough for visitors to enjoy. Dijon is a city full of life atmosphere. The LES Halles market in the center is very huge. It is famous for its rich and delicious agricultural products and delicate and retro steel structures. It was designed by the same architect of the Eiffel Tower in Paris! It is one of the great events in France to hold a big crop appreciation every autumn here.

When we were walking around, chickens and dogs sometimes stopped to sit on the roadside for coffee. It was actually a specialty store of Oriental tea. It looked a bit hippie, but every corner was full of charming details. When you come to the square in front of the Duke's mansion in the past, there are fountains and water dances on the floor now. Children run and shuttle between the bright sunshine and water, leaving a dazzling impression. Continue to walk to the cathedral. Posters of the summer symphony are pasted on the wall. In front of the door, there is a semi rusted but still solid iron bar. It is the place where the horses were once stationed. Let the Knights tie the reins to the iron bar. Remembering the memories of high school when he and his classmates opened their mouths and showed their teeth, the dog immediately rushed up and grabbed the railing, kicking, bared their teeth and hissed. Chicken with small eyes, I don't know what the dog is doing!

In Dijon's tradition, the owl is the mascot to protect the city. Especially at a small corner of Notre Dame in the city center, the little owl carved on the wall (short for the little owl) is very effective. It is said that as long as you rub its stomach with the hand that relies on the heart, your heart's desire can be realized. Because of this whole person legend, this unlucky little Eagle has been rubbed beyond recognition and looks more like a snowman. Even so, there are still hundreds of tourists queuing up to caress the little Eagle every day (this sentence sounds good a), especially the dog, who is determined to "never touch the eagle, never rather die". The experience is: the hand is not bad（ The chicken pokes shyly and then walks away, silently saying, "I don't know this crazy woman."

Because the eagles are so popular, the municipal government inlays the eagles sign on the stone floor. Anyone who walks along the street in the direction suggested by the eagles can walk all over the world cultural heritage and other landmark buildings in Dijon with his feet. It's a very considerate and lovely design.

There are many small restaurants closing early, and we don't want to go to guisongsong's high-end restaurant. It happens that our room tonight is a small attic with simple cooking equipment. In one small corner, there are induction cooker, pots and pans, cutlery, and even a small flow table. So we bought some lettuce, ham, tea and tea in Carrefour I borrowed two small wine cups from the counter downstairs, drank a bottle of wine brought back by the supermarket, and ended the day quietly and contentedly.

Last stop, go! Incense! Betel!

After leaving Dijon, a lot of vineyards on the side of the road gradually faded away. Then the car drove up the highway, then down the highway, and again came a lot of vineyards. We knew that we came to champagne.

When a dog wants to confess, his understanding of the word "champagne" used to be similar to that of "Sorghum" or "beer", which means a kind of wine. As long as the wine is in a bottle with a long neck and a big belly, it tastes sweet and a little bubbly, and when opening the bottle, it is bound to "bang!" deliberately and noticeably With a loud bang, the local tyrant or bottle opener (usually with a little vulgar, or pretending to be in a movie) would shake and spray this drink everywhere (some fake versions are not even wine, just steam in a glass bottle). I think it's champagne. So to be honest, dogs have no special preference for champagne. They always have an impression of vulgarity and low style.

But I have to apologize to Champaign. The strange impression of the above dog may come from the brainwashing of watching too many white, rotten and funny Hong Kong movies when I was a child. The local tyrant who opened the champagne to show off his wealth should be the role of mainland chicken played by Andy Lau.

Of course, when I grow up, I realize that "champagne" is not a general term for sparkling wine. In fact, it is a specific area of France, and only the good wine produced from that area can be called champagne! It's not just that anyone can call themselves champagne. " This area is located about 160 kilometers northeast of Paris. Our goal today is to be the famous city of Reims in the champagne area. Some people even think that it is the unofficial capital of the champagne producing area, which is delicious, delicious and delicious It's so cheap (I've been eating the honest bean paste bag, so I'm slipping away. In fact, chickens and dogs come here just because they want to save money... I'm so ashamed) (I just said that they were poisoned by the Hong Kong film, and they blurted out that they were experts!) In a word, anyway, we have to fly back from Paris, and the way here is even more unbiased. Why don't we open a bottle of champagne tonight and celebrate that the journey (and this endless series) is finally coming to an end!

I saw a Sunday flea market by the side of the road when I was driving. Anyway, we were not in a hurry, so we stopped to have a look. The local market is full of people's voices and lots of stalls, which cover several vertical and horizontal blocks. Although the market is not selling junk, most of the stalls are not far away. Shovel is rather baffling, but there is nothing to buy, but what is more, it is nothing more than old household goods, second-hand clothes and all kinds of inexplicable things, such as tyres, or even black iron castled farm tools, such as shovels or iron rakes of ploughing fields. The owners of many stalls are old farmers nearby. They seem to know each other very well, and they don't care about each other. "I don't think anyone will want to steal my rags, even if they are stolen! Anyway, I didn't want to come, but I was forced by my wife. "With a happy and confident face, I just left my belongings on the side and went to the park behind to have a cool chat with everyone.

It was almost three or four o'clock in the afternoon. The farmer took out his own champagne from his backpack one after another and drank it together. The red cheeked old men in suspenders and plaid shirts look like the old man who keeps chickens, pigs and dogs in "Mr. Wang has a piece of land". Each of them holds elegant flute shaped cups. Under the sunlight, the fine bubbles of the champagne in the cup reflect the golden luster. After laughing, the farmers drink with their heads up, and all of them are drunk. The picture was quite interesting, completely breaking the impression of chicken and dog on drinking champagne. We used to think that the wine was too beautiful, and we could only open the bottle for drinking in high-end or special occasions. However, the eight achievements of these farmers are the workers who usually cultivate vineyards, harvest juice and bottle. For them, drinking champagne is like drinking homemade rice wine. It's no surprise.

Finally, when we were about to leave the market, we saw a young man at the entrance. He had a beautiful and complete set of copper-plated sauces / stews, which were extremely heavy. We want him to be cheap, but he is very embarrassed to say that this is his grandmother's pot. He steals it and sells it, and her grandmother will not bargain. We think it's funny. No matter whether the story is true or not, we finally bought back this group of five pots from big to small, which cost a total of 30 euro.

Today's residence is a comfortable small apartment with a complete kitchen, bed, living room, and even a basement for laundry and a bicycle. The owner of the house was a middle-aged lady. After she took us into the house, she took out a guide book and a map of the city for our reference. Later, after chatting, she learned that she was a local artist who also worked as a repairer of old buildings. Chicken dog was very interested in her experience, so she vigorously turned out some photos of her own restoration to show us, saying that she painted the current city hall or opera house. Like many French cities, Hans is full of old buildings, so our artist owners are responsible for repainting and restoring those faded and dark interior murals. After renovation, they look brand new, but they are in harmony with their surroundings（ This reminds me of the news that the murals of an ancient temple in Liaoning Province were restored and turned into Disney cartoons. As a result, the Management Office of the ancient temple was fined 500000 yuan

After looking at history, I know that Hans is really old. Its history can be traced back to 80 BC, when the Roman Empire had not conquered the Gauls. Hans was the capital of one of the northern tribes, and "Hans" was the name of the king of the tribe at that time. After that, of course, it became a dependency of France. In the 10th century, it gradually became a cultural center. Many monks came here to study in universities. Most importantly, according to tradition, French kings had to be crowned in Hans cathedral. There were many royal weddings held here. It can be seen that this place has a close relationship with the "imperial court". The cathedral, which looks like the majestic building of Mordor in the picture (a UN cultural heritage of course), was built in the 13th century. During the first World War, the whole of Hans, including the church, suffered very serious damage, so after that, it kept on rebuilding and repairing. Of course, the landmark church was perfectly restored (it is still in progress until now, when we went to the church, which was just closed, and one wing of it was still under construction wrapped in an eagle frame canvas) until the end, The whole city has become the new art style that people see today. I think this is also the first way for our homeowners. The position of "repairman" is a necessary industry for the old city.

We strolled to an old lady's second-hand shop. There were all kinds of interesting things in it. There were cardboard puppets from World War II. They were super cute. I want to buy it, but it's so expensive! We bought a dark brown velvet hat here for the dog's aunt. The hat on the spot chickens and dogs are unable to wear, the result of the old lady easily put on, it looks like there is money. Chicken dog thought we were two very big heads, so he bought it (because it's really good-looking, and the style is also special.) Results back to Taiwan, aunts can't wear it, dog mothers can't wear it, no one can wear it!

We speculated for a long time and finally came to the conclusion that we may have met an old French woman with a very small skull.

Nice Art Nouveau architecture in downtown Hans.

Coffee on the side of the road.

The cake down there is pate. The most wonderful thing is that when serving the dishes, the store will hold the whole basin directly. If you don't take it away, you will leave it on the chicken and dog table directly. With a knife beside you, you can dig as much as you want to eat. The whole meaning is that pig head meat jelly can be eaten freely. We are so tired of eating one piece that we vomit. No wonder the shopkeeper is so domineering. I don't think you can eat the second piece!

Write here, the chicken dog has also taken off the force, the little friends should also see the force. I didn't expect that two reckless chicken and dog, finally driving this sparrow like car, smoothly walked around France! Moreover, although there was no special plan, the rooster and dog went through almost all the major wine producing areas this time. As a result, the drunken Rooster and dog gained a lot of new knowledge about French wine, and from then on, they had a sincere appreciation.

Again, the difference between the new world wine (such as from the United States, New Zealand, South America, Africa, etc.) and