We had already been to Dijon
in advance of our night's stay there, to drop off some washing, and it looked like a really nice town. We located where we'd be leaving the hire car (Avis at the railway station) and its relationship to the hotel we'd booked, and took morning-tea in la Place Zola
. Here we discovered that the French 'sandwich' is a far cry from the anglophonic one: it's half a baguette ! How DIVINE ! :-)
So when we drove in, we were able to go directly to the Hostellerie Sauvage
to leave our luggage; upon checking in, the extraordinarily nice mistress of the place advised us "Mais il y a une grève demain -- il n'y aura aucun train !"
(or something like that, at least !), and she was RIGHT. SNCF staff had, for reasons we never established, decided to call a strike for one day -- the next day, the day on which we were due to take the TGV to Paris ! So with enormous regret (for we could smell the Hostellerie's lunch cooking), we expressed our gratitude for her absolute willingness to cancel our booking, bade her farewell and took ourselves and the car off to the railway station and got tickets for that very afternoon. We spent an hour beforehand walking around Dijon -- a most attractive city, and we enjoyed every minute of it.