Wine and Food Diary of Giles MacDonogh

The Last of Summer

Written by Giles MacDonogh

The Last of Summer

Posted: 3rd October 2016

We left a chilly England at eight on the first day of autumn, and two and a quarter hours later, we emerged from a dark tunnel into a brilliantly sunny, hot Paris. The train was on time, but the long and fateful summer had delayed its departure for a few days.

We stopped at a friend’s flat on the way for a glass or two of Chermette Fleurie then joined the Irish party in the usual bar opposite the Gare de Lyon. The rest of the journey passed in a pleasant haze, until we tried to pick up the rental car at Avignon Station: why is renting a car so complicated? Why do you need to do any more than show a driver’s licence and pick up a set of keys? The process is positively Byzantine.

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