Day 66 - June 30: Malay to Beaune (36mi/56km)

It’s a beautiful day, and the ride is gorgeous, through hills and valleys. We understand where the vertical patchwork hills of Chagall come from.

Still farmland, but lusher - and nice towns every 3-5 miles.

Along the way we notice that the architecture and town planning have changed. Less Mediterranean and more … Burgundian.

Beaune’s main attraction is its ancient hospital

With its particolored roof

Notre Dame

And a few other streetscapes

Market – extreme low crotch pants are to France what sweatpants are to Italy.

Wine wine wine. In cave after cave dating back to the 13th century

Apparently there are over 3 million bottles stored down here. The oldest we see is 1982.

They lock away the best vintages - this is the “incomparable” 1959, which was mostly drunk in a ceremony in 2000.

And this is the 1994 locked away for a century.

Wine degustation - they even have those little tin tasting cups.

For dinner we decide to go with the Burgundian place - an interesting appetizer for me. Poached eggs in Burgundy sauce.

And a slightly different take on the goat cheese salad for E

Steak frite for E

Bouef bourgingon (which I don’t know how to spell). Turns out they don’t use Julia’s method.

Apple raspberry tart to finish.