penultimate day

Passing Arras in 2014 and 2016 there was only one place selling 'craft' or 'artisanale' beer and now 7 years later it's everywhere!

Did a silent Saturday morning tour of both place prior to the café opening for two coffees and a croissant. Then picked up two saucisson poulet from the rotisserie truck which is ubiquitous at French town centre street Marché before leaving Arras south passed the Citadel.

Claustrophobia, panic attack and an asthma attack too. All in the same overwhelming bar surrounded by meaningless English Somme memorial visitors. It took me a lot of effort to overcome the tension and to relax. When I finally found the Airbnb: first walking to one end of town the correct way before receiving a welcome message with 27 Rue General LeClerc, not 27 Rue General Faidherbe as in Airbnb, and dying from lack of air through my windpipe and almost becoming heavily soiled in the trouser area, and finally putting the code on the door to think it wasn't opening before I remembered the host said the door is a little stiff. Threw up, coughed some more and slept until 6:30am. OK now. It was definitely another experience, as the rain came down in buckets...

One more day!