This "hotel" is situated above a cafe with the same name, but the cafe was closed when we arrived. The keybox didn't work either, so we had to call the landlady to get in. She arrived promptly, and we got our keys. Then we tried to find somewhere to eat, which wasn't easy. The place next door did not a liquor license, so our hopes of having a cold beer vanished (when we stopped by the same place a few hours he didn't have food either. All sold out he said, with a shrug). Two other places on the main street were also closed, one of them for good by the look of it. We did however find a pizza joint that served both beer and pizza, and ended up spending the better part of the evening there. Not a very fancy place, but with no options in sight it had to make do. But we will not return to Guillaumes. It's half as big as an American cemetery, and twice as dead, as they say.
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