1583: Gorging in Gyula

Monday 6th July 

After a super peaceful a few tasks:

• Laundry:  Not easy as we have to hand ball water, not long hose or tap in the camping field.  So I washed in hot water from the van in the twin tub.  Rinsed at the laundry area and then spun in the twin tub.  Hand rinsing a duvet cover is an art I have now mastered.
• Pharmacy … all this open toe walking and I can feel the start of athletes foot.
• Bank for cash
• TIC (Tourinform here) to see if he had any maps for cycling routes around the area etc

Our campsite is behind the castle in line with the L..  Not easy to find the gap in the shrubbery in the dark, so we follow CO2 who know it.

Just another clean and immaculate town.

1584:  Rained Off

Tuesday 7th July 

Some rain over night and Corrie seemed to think it was an excuse for a few attempt to gain our bed.  No Corrie rain is not a storm, in your own bed!  With the rain, we postponed our bike ride to a palinka (fruit brandy) factory, a beer factory and castle park … and then abandoned it altogether.  Having got the bikes out, which entails fully emptying the garage, only mine had a small excursion.  The campsite lady had said it was market day … when I got there it was about 3 stalls.  Having been spoilt by the fantastic Turkish markets where all the glowing produce inspires me to cook, I departed, having bought nothing.  

Plans on some days, especially wet ones, just need abandoning.  So we went for a late lunch.  Best restaurant in town, according to TripAdvisor …  definitely a step up in quality and presentation and still only £50 with wine and tip!

Goose compote.

Duck with red wine infused fruits, on a bed of sweet potato and the best bit … the sweet potato gratin – creamy and cheesy.

Ever comfort food, but post cordon bleu.

Although not hungry, I persuaded J to share dumplings with cream, on a bed of apricot jam.  This was on dish not to be repeated.

On the way home, Corrie decide to join an exercise class!