Zand Martin

In Bescancon, there is a massive citadel that looms three hundred feet above the river, and it is full of monkeys. Agile gibbons, golden monkeys, buffoons, and so on. In a fortress older than the United States, in France, on the side of the river we are paddling, there are lots and lots of monkeys, monkeys living monkey lives. Also, a tiger, and flamingoes, etc. Just another day in France. (Five days to Germany, tally ho.)