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Today we visited a bird reserve in the Camargue, Parc Ornithologique de Port de Gau. Thankfully, the forecast showers stayed away. However, although it was sunny and warm, it was incredibly windy. We've been blasted by dusty salty air all day and I feel very grubby and dishevelled. Poor Bertie is filthy too. The bird... Continue Reading →
We woke up to the sound of sheep having their breakfast, grazing between the apple trees on the orchard where we stayed. Before we left the France Passion site, we popped to the shop to thank the owners for letting us stay and picked up some apples, apple juice and jam... all freshly made and... Continue Reading →
After leaving the campsite, we’ve spent the day in Arles, visiting the Roman sites and marvelling at what they built 2000 years ago. By contrast, we also visited Luma, a shiny metallic building that is now a centre of contemporary art. Arles… it’s been a pleasure! We passed the Roman obelisk and Eglise St Trophime,... Continue Reading →
I wasn’t going to write a blog post today. I thought there’d be nothing much to share, or that we’d want to reminisce about. We woke up tired and slightly hungover. It’s been incredibly windy and acorns from the trees above kept clinking on Bertie’s roof. We didn’t feel like doing anything. As it’s our... Continue Reading →
Well… what can I say? It was a day of highs and lows. Overall, John and I agreed the highs won and it was an enjoyable day, even though Wales lost to Argentina and it was far from the result we’d dreamed of. After a restless night’s sleep, we were up in plenty of time... Continue Reading →
Last week we finally managed to get tickets for the Rugby World Cup quarter finals, to see Wales versus Argentina in Marseille tomorrow. It took a lot of perseverance over a couple of weeks, checking for tickets either newly released or being resold. Then, while John was watching one of the final group games in... Continue Reading →
We originally planned to get the bus to La Ciotat and walk back over the sea cliffs of Cap Canaille to Cassis. However, it would have been a really long day… getting to La Ciotat on what appeared to be a scheduled school bus, walking from the college to the start of the hike, and... Continue Reading →
The beaches around Cassis were so busy yesterday that we decided against a paddling and snorkelling trip there. Instead John did some research and found a beach at La Ciotat that was recommended for snorkelling, Anse du Mugel. It was a 25 minute drive away, with a good car park for Bertie, just a 5... Continue Reading →
We’ve had a lovely 10 mile hike through the Parc National des Calanques. It was harder than I expected… I should have known better because I’m used to coastal paths that wind up and down between cliffs and bays! It didn’t help that we had to get to the start of the hike from the... Continue Reading →
We’re now in Cassis for 4 nights. It’s a pretty port tucked between the cliffs of Cap Canaille (the highest sea cliff in France, 394 metres) and Les Calanques (fjord-like inlets between steep cliffs). We settled onto our pitch on the campsite, did a load of washing and had lunch before wandering 20 minutes down... Continue Reading →
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