When the weather threatens to get worse after two days and a proper sunburn, the hour of the motorhome strikes again. Permanently installed on a campsite, it is comfortable quarters and you forget that behind the turned seats a cockpit is ready for takeoff at any time. If the situation requires it, you are ready to go in a few minutes and in no time the comfortable one-room dwelling becomes the means of transport that takes you to the next place - or sometimes just on the way.
In a few days we have to be back home, but we don't want to do a "hell stage" to ourselves, for that we have a camper and the freedom to divide our vacation as we like it. Our last location on the Île de Noirmoutier was near the mouth of the Loire and so we look at each other, look at the rain clouds on the horizon and decide to drive quite comfortably along the Loire towards home. The Loire offers many, many kilometers of small roads that lead along the shore through partly very picturesque villages and also a lot of castles and wineries that you can visit. We have set a stage destination and want to reach Amboise.
At this point, it should be said that despite its seven-meter length, our motorhome can be driven excellently even in narrow towns. Every now and then we only move forward at walking pace, but the well-equipped mobile is easy to navigate even in the tightest curves. After a day on the road, we park our mobile on a small island in the Loire, where the campsite of Amboise is located. The fact that this town is a popular destination for vacationers is immediately apparent from the international "composition" of the guests. Motorhome owners from many countries meet here and there is even an international Hymer camp where many British motorhome owners have gathered.
Amboise is not only popular because of its famous inhabitant, but also a good starting point for extensive bicycle tours along the Loire. We notice this when we witness the cyclists returning from their day tours in the evening. Our bicycles, on the other hand, stand warm and dry in the "garage" under our bed, next to them some bottles of the good cider we had purchased and also three plants we "encountered" in a garden market and couldn't resist. We are exhausted by the day and end the evening with a delicious meal from the galley and a glass of good Loire rosé, which is a matter of course here.
