The closest I’d come to visiting Champagne in the 6 years I’ve lived in France was bumping into some girls I vaguely knew from London on the Eurostar once, who were on their way to a hen weekend there. I joined them in the bar carriage and by the time our train pulled into Paris I made my way home thankful I wasn’t joining them on the rest of their journey as I didn’t have the stamina for the weekend that lay ahead.
The whole region felt overwhelming, possibly needed a car, potentially needed accommodation, definitely needed planning, and just never made it high enough on my to-do list to be organised. Then a friend suggested she wanted to visit, which I mentioned to my mum and voilà, I’d agreed to not only go but to plan the trip for the three of us. There seem to be lots of great tours that go from Paris but that would’ve been too easy so I created a personalised little day trip, just for us.
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