CRUISING #2: ON THE RIVER RHONE

(Apology: I have been trying for three days to upload this blog post with its pix – but weak internet reception on the ship and in the remote part of Provence where we’re now staying, has made that just about impossible. Sorry ‘bout dat, folks! John)

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Wednesday Sept 14, 2016

Today’s our last full day aboard the Amadeus Symphony, and we’re motoring northwards (upriver) on the Rhone, heading back towards Lyon. We had a three-course lunch a few hours ago. We’ve just been scoffing afternoon tea in the ship’s Panorama Bar: hot waffles, ice-cream, plus chocolate or red-cherry-sauce. And look, I’ve gotta tell you, this river-cruising is ohhh-sooo-luverly.

Try to picture us gliding almost silently along vast stretches of blue-green waterway … at times surrounded by dark wooded hills, at other times by late-summer fields of greens and yellows, and, more often than not, with vineyards carpeting the dusty slopes further back. Try to picture countless towns and villages slipping past … nice-on-the-eye in a French kind of way, mostly old-with-pockets-of-new, a required church-plus-steeple or bell-tower in the foreground, and bits of a ruined old castle blending into the hilly background.

Try to picture other shipping – an occasional barge or tanker, plus cruise ships of all shapes and sizes – passing us both ways on this busy channel … and the endless locks (30 or 40 of them on this cruise alone) that we’ve had to check in and out of as we’ve made our way upstream or down. And try to picture people waving at us from both banks … people walking their dogs, riding their bikes, fishing, tending their gardens, and just standing there … making us feel welcome.

Last time we spoke, we’d just spent Saturday on the River Saone in the stunning Beaujolais Region. By Sunday, we were back in Lyon, then cruising south on the Rhone. And by Monday, we’d reached St Etienne des Sorts. From there, we drove out to a superbly-preserved Roman aqueduct – Pont du Gard – which, for more than 2000 years, supplied water to vast tracts of southern France. And we followed that up with a visit to a picturesque little medieval town – Uzes – famous for its fetching towers, tiled roofs and narrow lanes.

That same afternoon, we found ourselves in Avignon. This name may do nothing for you, but it reminded lots of us Kiwis of the folksong we learned in primary school – ‘Sur le pont d’Avignon’ – about the old stone bridge which spans the river. We saw that self-same bridge, ogled the city’s superbly preserved medieval walls and explored its majestic Palais des Papes (Palace of the Popes).

The ship was swept by toe-tapping hand-clapping ‘Gypsy Fever’ that night – in the form of a talented trio, two of whom were unbelievably fast on their Spanish guitars.

Tuesday’s sightseeing took us to the picturesque Camargue region (near the Mediterranean Coast), where nature seems to reign – including wild white horses, handsome fighting-bulls and beautiful pink flamingos. Then on to the medieval old town of Arles, that boasts a superb Roman arena plus a tonne of other old stuff.

Which brings me to today, when we plunged ashore at the riverside town of Viviers, and enjoyed a countryside-drive through acre after acre of lavender bushes (past flowering, sadly) to one of France’s most spectacular geographical wonders: the Ardeche Gorge. Our coach followed the river as it winds its way through this stunning 30km canyon – carved by waterpower through limestone rock. One of several photo-op-stops was at the famous Pont d’Arc – an amazing natural stone bridge that spans the river.

We rejoined the ship at Le Pouzin, and are now (as I’ve already hinted) eating our way back to Lyon. Tonight is the captain’s Gala Dinner, following which we will pack our bulging bags and snore the night away!

STILL TO COME: We say a sad “Au revoir!” to the Amadeus Symphony and travel by coach to … well … I’m not gonna tell you. See if you can guess? It’s where Van Gogh painted Starry Night, Nostradamus was born and Dr Albert Schweitzer was held prisoner. Watch this space for the answer …

PEOPLE-NEWS: Bollards have featured high, lately, as two more hand-picked quacky Yellow Ducks move on …

  • Betty scrambled into our record books with the ‘Little Miss Muffet’ Award. You know those big round silver bollard-things that they sometimes install in roadways and town-squares to keep cars out? The things that can be raised or lowered as necessary with some kind of electronic code? Well, Little Miss Muffet planted her weary ‘tuffet’ on one of those the other day and, instead of staying upright, it promptly sank to road-level, depositing Betty (in a very undignified fashion) on her bottom, legs in the air. She (every bit a lady) crawled to the edge of the road and hauled herself up on a pole, hoping like crazy that her wee drama had not been observed by anyone else. However, as always, the truth comes out …
  • Julie suffered a similar bollard-embarrassment, except hers happened the other way around, and earned her our ‘Rise & Fall of Little Ms Miller’ Award. While in a different town square, listening attentively to our guide, Julie happened to be standing, quite unawares, over another bollard, which was in the ‘down’ position, flush with the road. However, it didn’t stay down – but, instead, it began to rise between Julie’s legs, giving her the fright of her life.

Yours bloggedly – JOHN

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About John Cooney

John Cooney and his wife Robyn have enjoyed more than their fair share of travel. They hesitate to call themselves ‘experts’ – but they’ve grabbed every chance that’s come their way to explore new countries, cultures and customs. They’ve had the privilege (both on their own and as the leaders of numerous successful group-tours) to sample many stunning destinations: Europe, the UK, Singapore, Vanuatu, the USA, Israel, Egypt, Africa, Dubai, China, Laos, Cambodia and Vietnam. And their recent (and most pleasant) memories are of the places ancient-and-modern that border the Mediterranean. John and Robyn are at-home in airports, hotels, cruise ships, and the like … and they know how to make the most of a unique travel opportunity. Travel, they reckon, is an all-five-senses experience – a chance to see, feel, smell, hear and taste the world. And they’ve done it often enough to know for sure: sightseeing with a group of laid-back Kiwis is DOUBLE the fun – lots of laughs, great company, and memories that last forever!

One thought on “CRUISING #2: ON THE RIVER RHONE

  1. I can see that spending a few months soaking up the gems you are experiencing is a must do. What an amazing trip. Wow‼️‼️
    Poor Betty. I can so picture it happening too. What a hoot.
    You will be feeling sad now that another magic trip is fast coming to an end. Missing you both Coons. Love the Kerkys 💞

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