We went up-river for about 6km, turning the boats around just after the bridges at Tilport, to the east of Meaux. Nice day...sunny, but a bit chilly, especially when Jean-Evre pressed the accelerator. Back at the clubhouse, three boats had to be de-rigged and strapped to a trailer prior to tomorrow morning's journey to western Paris for the Traversee. I sat and watched in awe, the teamwork evidently extending beyond the boating...it was a well-organised team effort. The club had laid on a well-deserved picnic lunch, putting tables out below a large tree in the grounds of the clubhouse.
We wandered back along the banks of the Marne to the hotel for a lie down, before heading into Meaux to take in the medieval vibes. Sat out at a brasserie opposite the impressive Town Hall and had a beer in the company of David and Lucy, a couple of River Lea rowing club members, and watched the weddings for a bit. Wandered into the town centre to take a look at the magnificent cathedral, which is partly under tarpaulin as restoration works are carried out. Happened upon another bunch of River Lea club members in the square enjoying a beer; much debate ensued about where to eat this evening. The gang eventually plumbed for C Comme Ca on the other side of the river, s short walk from the hotel, and we arranged to meet there at 1900. Aki and I sloped off for a champagne aperitif in the nice wine bar, then walked across to the hotel to pick up Piers, who we found waiting outside. The restaurant was sizeable, and they had arranged a long table to accommodate all eleven of us. The food was reasonably priced, and OK...went for three courses, not being able to resist the temptation of a creme brulee before we sorted out the bill and ambled back to the hotel for an early night.
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