Day 31 - If There Is A Heaven

We have possibly found it. We love the beach, the campsite, the corner shop and the general neighbourhood, unlike the pretentiousness of Saint Tropez. Prices are slightly higher here than most other holiday destinations, but it is definitely worth it.

In fact we love everything…….Well, apart from too many flies and too many French people. Quick observation - French drivers are extremely courteous, but French pedestrians are just rude and bloody minded. They don’t like to move, even if they are 4 abreast, to allow you to pass and they don’t like to queue. Several times someone has literally run in front of me to get served first.

After breakfast, more toast and jam, I did all the washing up and then the recycling. Jackie had one job to do - pack the beach bags. We stopped at the shop for water, which took about 20 minutes as Jackie identified which ingredients she needed for dinner.

We then walked to our new beach spot (the dropped pin near the end of the beach) and set everything down. It was only then that I discovered that Jackie had not packed any swimming shorts for me. It was either sit and swim in my pants or go all the way back to camp. For the benefit of everyone, I chose the latter.

Eventually I returned to the beach and we had a lovely day in the sun and sea. At 5.30pm, we packed up, stopped at my favourite shop, then returned to camp. I watched the 2nd half of the French game whilst Jackie made another lovely dinner - sausages, mash, peas and carrots.

Later that evening and after dark, whilst watching the Portugal match, the wild pigs made an another fleeting appearance on the level below us. Again I demonstrated my prowess at wildlife photography. It was about 11.30pm when I finally went to bed after the penalty shootout.

Song of the Day - Show Me Heaven by Maria McKee.Baca lagi