We left Versailles on Saturday and spent all day travelling down to the South coast. We stopped in a few motorway services and also went to a town called Clermont-Ferrand which had a massive cathedral in black stone. It was lovely and cool inside and none of us wanted to leave. On Sunday it was cloudy, we spent all day just lounging about in our tiny appartment which we quickly nicknamed 'The Shoebox'. We did manage a stroll along the beach in the evening and a visit to the local shop to buy essentials. Monday was lovely and on the way to a supermarket we stopped to play Adventure Golf (above).
The rest of Monday and Tuesday were lazy days spent by the beach. This is Caitlin looking cool in Adrienne's hat and my Ray Bans.
Wednesday was Carcassonne day. It was a 2 hour drive from where we were in St Cyprien via the coast road rather than the peage. When we arrived we ate the sandwiches we brought with us and then made our way into La Cite. The streets are narrow and crowded with people fighting their way in and out of shops. We found our way to the centre of the castle and in boiling heat I joined the queue for tickets. There were two queues with one man in each of the two ticket booths. I lost half an hour of my life standing in that queue. Ridiculous.
It wasn't much cooler inside the castle than out of it, but it was pretty and we took lots of nice photos. We need to watch the film 'Robin Hood Prince of Thieves' again now so we can watch out for the shots of the castle and say 'I've been there'. After exploring the castle and the ramparts we found and nice little cafe in a square full of cafes and had a well deserved drink. Adrienne put her thermometre on the table, which was in direct sunlight, and it went up to the top of the scale, 50 degrees. That's hot!
At the end of the week the weather grew windy, although the sun was still out. This is the view from our balcony. You can see the flags being blown in the wind.
It meant we got some quite spectacular waves too which we all enjoyed messing about in.
On Friday we drove into Spain to drop Adrienne off at Girona airport. On the way back we took a detour into the Pyrenees. This is me just before we got lost down a little mountain track that ended up in some French farm. Tomtom didn't have a clue where we were but it got us a bit higher up than staying on the road would have done.
Saturday was leaving-day, us and whole of the rest of the South of France it would seem because it took us nearly three hours to get back as far as Carcassonne and that was using the peage. It was a nightmare! We did get a good photo of the castle though when we stopped at the services. This was just before the air conditioning in Carl's car broke.
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