I imagined Champagne would be comprised of winding valleys whose slopes were covered with densely groomed grape vines. Very small pieces of it are. The majority of it is enormous wheat and cabbage fields, stretching in slow swathes of plains across the fertile-if-rather-dull landscape. The highlight for me of the non-grape agricultural zones were the mountains of potatoes. This is the best of my photos of them, all taken at speed from a moving vehicle.
P.S. I'm not actually in France anymore, having since passed through Luxembourg City, Vianden, Heidelberg, Fulda, and the quiet hiking base of Friedrichroda, and am now in Leipzig, the easternmost point of this journey.
