We packed the tent up this morning and moved onto Grenoble which was a drive of 107kms with the French Alps in sight most of the way.
The temperature today was again in the high 30s, 38 in fact, so stepping out of the air conditioned car into the open air is something one doesn't look forward to.
Found our accommodation but couldn't book in for about 2 hours so set off to the city centre stopping in a nearby mall for lunch.
First impressions of Grenoble were a little negative but as we walked around particularly the pedestrian only area it started to grow on us...
...and even more so when we got down to the river where the cable car climbs up to the old fort
On the way back to the hotel we ran across the public swimming pool right in the heart of the city and not too far from our digs so after booking in we donned our togs (yes I put on my budgie smugglers) and returned to the pool.
French swimming pools have their own set of rules and at this one you couldn't:
Entering the complex wearing footwear
Enter the swimming area with your top on
When you can't read the signs you only find these things out when an official pounces on you and that is what happened.
Imagine walking across a concrete pool surround which has baked in 38 degrees all day in bare feet and then imagine sitting uncovered in the sun and you get an appreciation of what a French pool goer has to put up with.
Nevertheless one does feel rather refreshed having soaked in the pool for 30 minutes or so.
Last night as we walked around Annecy after dinner there was numerous street entertainment attracting large crowds so much so that you could hardly get near to the entertainment
It certainly created a very vibrant atmosphere!
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