After a delightful lunch in a small cafe, we rode to Chinon and checked into the Hotel Diderot. Note: The narrowness of the streets or the topography in all of the towns prevents our bus from getting close to our lodging. As a result we schlep ever heavier luggage through city streets like a bunch of nomads trekking to the next camp site.
The hotel came under the ownership of Jean-Pierre and Jamie Schler-Dagneaux in January. Jamie is from Florida.
Just down the street from the hotel is the Couly-Dutheil winery. Back underground once again, we saw the wine caves full of dusty wine bottles awaiting their labels. The high moisture content in the limestone caves dictates that bottles receive a label just before they are sold, otherwise the label would fall off after a short time.
Cabernet franc is the only grape used in Chinon. Our hostess wonderfully described the soil and climate variations that gave each wine its unique character. Six delightful wines pleased our palates and we retreated to the hotel for an informal, quiet reception (ha!).
Couldn't help but notice the Chinon functional architectural feature that we first saw in Sibenik, Croatia--a brilliant method to deter public urination by filling a corner so that urine splashes back on the urinator.
Pete and I pursued the sunset over the La Vienne River which ended another perfect day in France.













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