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- zaterdag 22 juni 2024
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- Hoogte: Zeeniveau
FrankrijkLibron43°17’17” N 3°24’0” E
Mediterranean sunrise and sandy bay

Darren woke me up with a prod again at an unGodly hour to watch the sunrise. After cursing him just a little I managed to raise an eyelid, followed five minutes after by the other one. It was worth waking up for though, quite beautiful and full of promise.
After a couple of coffee’s we drove back down the wiggly winding road looking for a place where we could top up the water tank. Not too far away was a vineyard with a water tap, so we filled up and continued our journey back along the coast in search of a beach. Not too hopeful of getting a spot where we could park for the night close by we tried anyway and found a place down a tiny track. The kind of place only a local would know about. Right on the beach itself in a small bay tucked behind a caravan park. One of the very few places where we could take Bliss onto the beach. It was the perfect spot apart from the other people who were there, not loads of them, but enough. We would of course have preferred it if it were just us, but we made the best of it. Bliss was just so excited about being at the beach, we had to immediately go in the sea. I went in for a paddle with her and was surprised by how warm the water was. I would have liked it a few degrees warmer to entice me to swim if I’m being perfectly honest ,but it was a lot warmer than the waters surrounding the Isle of Wight at this time of year, and is way clearer and altogether cleaner looking and more inviting.
We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening relaxing, drinking some wine and lying on our bed looking out of the rear doors at the Mediterranean Sea. In the evening when all the people had gone home and there was just us and one other camper a bit further along, it was lovely just listening to the gentle waves coming in and watching bats darting around the sky as the sun went down. It reminded us a lot of when our kids were young and we used to take our battered old transit camper to Bembridge, which at that time you could park on the beach just like this. After the kids had gone off to sleep (eventually!) there’d just be us and the romantically rhythmic sounds of the waters lapping at the shore. So I reminisced and mourned for our passing youth a little while, reflecting on just how lucky we are to be reliving it again in our autumn years, still in love.Meer informatie
ReizigerBeautiful I bet the beach camping reminded you both of Bembridge I rem those days too. Loved it xx