I’ve signed up to dine at Restaurant Bocuse at Auberge du Pont de Collonges, the trois etoilles (three Michelin star) birthplace of Nouvelle Cuisine. Jim, having lost his sense of smell and taste in one of his worst bike accidents (Would “face plant into a mountain” during the Senior Olympics then airlifted to a trauma center tell you something?), passes on the exorbitant extra expense. I, on the other hand, decide to splurge since we saved a lot of Euros opting for the practically below water

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Trois Etoilles: Restaurant Bocuse

Day Five of our Provencal cycling trip dawns beautifully again finding us further down the Soane River Valley in Macon, halfway between Dijon and Lyon, where the richer Burgundy vineyards give way to the fresher taste of Beaujolais. It’s pretty magical to sink, exhausted from the days ride, into our bunks aboard the ship and awaken down river docked in a new village. Today we climb above the valley to reach Julienas, a village as pretty as its name

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