quingey....or canjay?

We arrived safely after a heated debate (!) concerning the relative merits of the gps versus a map  when you appear to be lost! I still think of them as relatively useless gismos but himself is a sucker for any kind of gadget. We did find a service station to fill up in so we could continue the search using the map !. 'it' announced 'you have reached your destination' to which the answer should have been 'no thanks to you, sunshine !'
our destination was/is a delightful municipal campsite on one bank of the river loue (sic) in the village of quingey. No idea how that is pronounced. The woman in the garage called it 'canchay' as far as i could make out. I shall ask someone tomorrow morning when we go to shop for bread and take photos. The neighbours are german, swiss and french and all very quiet. We ate watching the sun go down, fish jumping, jackdaws croaking and ducks paddling in flotilla formation. Ah, holidays....