We had breakfast of cereal and croissants and set out toward Hagenau, which we thought looked a promising stopover. The journey was interspersed with some sunshine and heavy showers. We soon got to the border but the names and the architecture of the majority of the villages are still German – over the last 200 years it has changed hands numerous times (Alsatian?). It was market day in Hagenau and after a good walk we discovered it had but one hotel – and that closed and uncontactable until 4:00pm.We bought some baguettes for lunch and decided to move onto the next town, Saverne, which turned out to be a good choice. It’s a town whose wealth was based on its canal and huge mooring area constructed in the 18th century. The canal is the Marne / Rhine which connects huge tracts of industry in France and Germany - it's actually 10m above the local river (Zorn!) and you climb up to it. We booked in at the Hotel “Chez Jean” for €89 which was charming with a balcony and flowers.
On venturing forth in the evening we realised there was a dearth of restaurants so ended up back at the hotel, where the food (salmon with dill and lamb chops) was excellent. We watched Sherlock Holmes in German (the BBC version) and so to bed.
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| Grande Rue, Saverne. |
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| Marne/Rhine canal. |
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| Hotel Chez Jean. |
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