Imagine! A made inn of old stones, entirely dedicated to your comfort and that of your close relations. Enter the softness of your room and benefit from the quietude of the nights of Aigueperse. With the alarm clock, stretch you to be well by listening to the birds which break silence. You put at table and discover the mets of the soil charollais prepared to your attention by Jerome Champouret. Humez this soft odor that only the countryside can restore and feel you on your premise. Now you grip. Your dream with a name: The Inn of the Canons!