Naughty Olympic Stopover: Wild Night at Châteauroux’s Train Hotel
Train pulls into Châteauroux station just after the rifle final. Early morning Olympics gig, far from Paris frenzy. I drag my wheeled suitcase over cracked pavement, badge dangling from neck. Hôtel de la Gare stares back, neon sign flickering. Neutral town, no one knows me. Perfect for forgetting Paris stress. Inside, stale coffee smell hits. […]