Wednesday, 2 July 2014

Week 4 . Jonzac - Cherbourg

June 25th, Day 24. Jonzac - Royan. Aprox 50kms

A leisurely start to the day (again) - set off from Camping Les Castors at just after 11am.
Score for Camping les Castors - 9/10 - a small ish site in a rural location a few minutes cycle from Jonzac,a lovely pool area,and a restaurant in a marquee serving local dishes if ordered the day before.

A shop for provisions at Intermarche meant we hit the road for our usual driving time between 12 and 2pm.  We find this the best time to travel as the roads are empty with the french are off the road having lunch - mad dogs and Englishmen and all that.

A unhurried drive through vineyards along the Gironde

We lunched at an historic village -Talmont Sur Gironde which appeared well set up for visitors, - a massive 700 place car park was provided which all cars/vans had to park in - 3 euros for a campervan! The village appeared to be a picturesque tourist trap with lots of artisan boutique shops, restaurants and cafes. We picniqued overlooking the Gironde estuary and, further up the coast, Royan.

Fishermen were fishing with what looked to be large drag nets, of the same sort we see hanging from stilted huts in this area. 

They let the net sink to the ground, wait a minute or two and then bring it up to see if anything swims in. We're not sure what they are fishing for exactly but we did see one of them catch a little silvery fish. 

The village had an 11th century romanesque church, with the sea, slowly but surely eating away at the foundations, and graveyard full of hollyhocks. The village streets were pedestrianised - pretty houses surrounded by hollyhocks and other flowers - it was a bit like a stage set! Definitely a day trip place.

We continued on to Royan and chose to stay at  Campeole Clairefontaine - situated in a residential area of North Royan which is within 500 metres of a beach and within walking distance to the town centre. We will explore tomorrow - today we hit the pool as usual once our pitch was sorted!

June 26th, day 25  Royan

We walked in to Royan late morning and were amazed how quiet it was - a sharp rain shower before we set off, our 1st since Normoutier! appeared to have put people off. Either that or they hadn't arrived yet. It feels very much like a seasonable seaside resort with no real heart that we could see. Most of the villas along the promenade appeared locked up.

After lunch Chez Rex we decided to cycle to La Palmyre a resort north of Royan. A couple of decades ago we stayed at a campsite near there in a mobile home for a family holiday. Carol remembers being unimpressed by the area but we were surprised by how nice it appeared to be today.

We cycled through a forested area of pine trees which led down to a continous stretch of beach - we can remember hiking through the forest from a car park with the children to discover the sand was too hot to stand on and then trudging back! Today it is still a bit of a climb down from the dunes to the beach -thank goodness Graham didn't have the camera as Carol attempted to climb/crawl back up!
We continued on to the small harbour in La Palmyre watching people paraglyding with surf boards! - don't know what the technical term is.

On our way back we spent time in St Palais sur Mer - a lovely small seaside village with a laid back vibe and much more character than Royan. 

Apologies but we appear to have a "floater" in the camera -so from now on you may see a dark smudge encroaching on the photos!
Graham even braved the Atlantic for a brief swim- Carol sensibly remained beachside. 

Again although some people were enjoying the sun it was not at all crowded - I bet come high season guess it's another story, when all those shuttered villas open.
We are so impressed by the cycle paths in the area -you can literally cycle for miles along the coast.
A cycle path called La Velodysee lasts for 41 kms - from Royan to La Tremblade !We travelled just 16 kms there and back today!

The area -

La Palmyre looked like a great place for a family holiday. You can see from the map it is almost enclosed by sand, with beaches either side. In the large bay are windsurfers, para-surfers and dinghys. With a sailing school based here too. If I were booking a holiday, I would head for St. Palais sur Mer., which has a fab beach and a dedicated cycle path to everything.

Score for Campeole Clairfontaine 9/10 - another lovely pool area, good range of facilities and easy walking distance to central Royan.

June 27th, Day 26. Royan - Mervent. Aprox 50 kms

Usual laid back departure - 11ish.
We travelled on to Fontenay le Comte - a town whose name conjured up more than it promised! We were impressed with aire for campervans on the outskirts, but a little disappointed with the town itself. A large town with long streets with bunting over promising something exciting which unfortunately did not deliver. Not yet anyway. We visited the Abbey church with the museum nearby but we were - underwhelmed -again! The highlight was going to the post office to get bonus stamps as Carol realised the recent stamps purchased were to use internally within France not to send to Angleterre. A keen post office worker spoke english and directed us to an automated machine which spewed out the stamps needed, therefore thwarting Graham of a complicated french speaking opportunity!

Onwards to our campsite in the Mervent Forest- Camping La Joletiere - we were amazed how quiet the site was! Just us and another late arrival.

It is mostly a touring site with some rental properties - mobile homes, lodges, and this lovely gypsy type caravan.
We set up our pitch and hit the millionaire's pool - a lovely heated large pool just to ourselves! Unfortunately clouds took over it looks like our weather luck is over as rain is predicted, preparing us for our return to Angleterre. Graham cycles to the Mervent Barrage (a dam). [A lovely ride through forests and at the end, one of my all time favourite structures - a big dam creating life for Mervent, Vouvant and lots of other villages upstream - awesome!]

Tomorrow we hope to cycle through the forest to Pisotte - to sample some wine - again it would be rude not to sample local produce! - and then we hope to visit Mervent village.

June 28th, Day 27. Mervent -Nantes. Aprox 135 kms

Today we awoke to the sound of rain battering on the roof of Rex. France Bleu radio station weather news declared there are warnings of storms and hail throughout France.

We decided against a soggy cycle ride and alas no wine tasting. It makes sense to travel further north in the rain in the hope of sunny weather later, so we cancel tonight's stay and head off.

Score for Camping La Jolitiere -8/10 -nicely set out -good sized pitches with hedges and trees, good sized pool - however the shower facilities were a little dated and rustic. Couldn't fault the location though.
As we drove off towards our next destination Carol spotted a wine shop on a roundabout. Les caves de St Goerges de Didonne -a mine of local wine produce - they had a special offer of buy 6 bordeaux red wines get 6 free- a bargain thinks Graham. We come across an englishmen who has a holiday home locally filling his trolley with gay abandon-apparently the white, the rose,the sparkling were very good this year- as he filled his VW transporter with his spoils! Obviously we bought a few bottles but not in his league!

En route we stopped at a lovely picturesque medieval village - Vouvant. An obvious tourist magnet with a Romanesque church, lots of artisan shops, restaurants etc in a riverside location. Canoes on the river, cycles paths through the Mervent forest.

There were many kooky looking bird sculptures scattered around the village, a local artist's work. This one is also a seat!

Heard more English voices today than the whole of our trip so far!-as damp looking tourists ambled through the streets.

A couple of examples of the local architecture.

As the rain looked set in we decided to head for Nantes and take a sophisticated city break. City = nice lunch in Carol's brain.

We booked in to Nantes campsite -Le Petit Port, as the rain continued to pour. Tomorrow we catch the tram into central Nantes and spend the day sightseeing - it looks like an interesting place.

The campsite is well set up for us camping cars - rows of hardstanding pitches with electric hookup and water. Best of all in this weather we have a tv signal: We watch the Brasil - Chile match chez Rex with all the drama of penalties. Yes, why don't they dispense with the 90 minutes of diving and rolling and just cut straight to the drama we all want to watch: the penalty shoot out. As the match starts at 6pm local time that we are on French time now - "wine o clock" - usually 7 pm has become "l'heure du vin" - 6 pm! 

June 29th, Day 28. Nantes.

We catch the tram just outside the campsite and arrive in central Nantes in no time. We decide  to only do a couple of sights rather than tear round the place.

1st stop - The Chateau of the Ducs of Bretagne. An impressive renovated ex regional palace for the king with the usual history of the building of a vanity project, followed by centuries of wars and squabbles. The inside houses a museum describing the history of Nantes which was painstakingly thorough with lots of films and descriptive text. Don't get me wrong - it's good, very good, and you could spend at least 4 hours here, but we can't help think they expanded the museum to fill the building. And anyway, lunch is calling.

Sorry here's that floater again ruining the shot - but you get the gist of the size of the place!

Carol was impressed with the grass like play castle at the base of the chateau.

After purchasing a 24 hr tram ticket Carol decided to walk (Ed- after I'd bought a go-anywhere ticket!) across the city to the next site of choice! Graham muttering away about 4 euros wasted.

Carol managed to dissuade Graham from bringing along his favoured picnic for lunch and we had a very nice 2 course lunch in a fashionable restaurant , which was again reasonably priced.

Les Machines des Nantes is situated on the old dock sites which is being regenerated into an arts quarter. One area of which contains wacky autonomic machines as if imagined by Jules Verne (who was born in Nantes).

A couple of merry go rounds - one 3 stories high! Imaginery machines and creatures grace these - with moving parts that can be operated by the rider. A massive deconstructed wharehouse contains further examples of creatures which children are encouraged to ride and operate.

This toddler appears to be enjoying the carousel - steam pouting out of the Heath Robinson like machine he is riding!

You can visit the workshops where work continues to develop and build more creations- hat's off to the architect and designers who had the vision to build this place! Graham comments that Nantes is the size of Hull and wonders if the same thing could be developed there - yeh right!
Looks like a Johny Depp look alike was part of the development team!

The piece de la resistance is a giant elephant which lumbers around carrying passengers and spraying water through it's trunk at unsuspecting children! It was magical! We learn the 'phant cost €6m in 2011 and carries 40 people at €8 each several times a day. The draw is enormous and has revitilised a remote dead industrial area of the city. A bit like the fruit market in Hull, I can't help but think.

 Nantes appeared a clean, well laid out city with the River Loire running through it.Pavements are wide and the tram network is great. Apparently it was badly damaged by allied bombing in the war and rebuilt in the 60´s.

An arty view through an art installation near Les Machines des L'ille.

As we left the L'ille we past by what looked to be a free DJ concert on the river side. Young people were flocking there -with no apparent security noted, it was lovely to see them enjoying themselves without any sign of trouble. People were playing volley ball in the background. What a laid back fun vibe! We passed by many young people clunking along with beer/booze in their bags or carrying packs of beer - good luck to them - it must be great to be young! Actually it's not bad being retired either!

We're not sure whether this is typical for a Sunday but suspect it may be the first day of school holidays and so they won't be getting up Monday morning. A bit like us, ha ha!

June 30th Day 29 Nantes to Le Mont St Michel Aprox 174 kms

Forecast is for mixed weather so we decide on an early start and head for Le Mont St Michel which most of you will have seen or know about. It's a 12c abbey on a rock in a bay and a famous beauty spot.  It's on the way and it gives us a leisurely drive tomorrow and time for some shopping at LeClerc on the way back. Exiting Nantes is easy and we leave with good memories of this city rebuilding itself.

A baguette purchased we arrive and are directed to car park No 8. While Carol prepares lunch Graham goes back to check the small print on the car park barrier. 30 mins - free, 4 hours €21, over 4 hours €41. What! We pack up and exit within the free period and stay at Camping Aux Pommiers 2kms down the road for €14 instead, and cycle in for free.

Cycling to le Mont is easy, dead flat and 15mins later we reach Le Mont. We, or at least I, am staggered. I thought this was an quaint view on a bay you would gaze at and maybe the brave few would walk to at low tide. Not a bit of it. This seems to be a top stop for coach tours ranking alongside Versailles!. There are  all sorts of nationalities, mostly Americans and Chinese. A new bridge is being built to ferry the coachload of tourists right to the door.

The view of Le Month St Michel....

...and the view from Le Mont.

The town at the foot of the Abbey resembled a Harry Potter town scene - lots of gift shops and bar/restaurants catering for the tourists doing the hot spots of Europe tour!

We walked around the ramparts and toyed with the idea of visiting the abbey museum but still reeling from Nantes overkill  decided against it.

Arrived back on site to visit the bar to watch the France v Nigeria match - we have adopted France as our home team for the rest of the Coup de Monde! A rather subdued audience watched France's victory.  Next match v Germany! 

1st July ( white rabbits!) Day 30. Beauvoir - Cherbourg. Aprox 175 kms

Late to awake and breakfast we appeared to be the last ones up and at 'em this morning.
A leisurely drive (what else?) along the dual carriageway to Cherbourg - on arrival we decided to visit Cherbourg centre, - bad mistake! - lots of traffic, lack of signage and no parking for Rex. We manoeuvred through the streets and back out again!
Decided to drive to the outskirts and do last minute shopping in Leclerc - just a few bottles of vin and other gift items and then back to Cherbourg ferry terminal.
Our relaxed picnic lunch en route took place in the ferry queue!
So now the end is near... writing this on the Normandie Express ferry - we will stop over at the same campsite near Portsmouth on arrival, and pick up those lost Raybans from the pub.

Tomorrow we drive back up north, clean Rex and put him back in his shed.... until next time! A la prochaine!


Total miles covered: 2171
Average mpg: 35.8 (from computer, actual probably a lot less)
No of nights in France: 30
Where possible we used ACSI camping card which gave us an all in price including electric hook up. In all cases we never booked, just turned up late afternoon.
Most expensive campsite in France €20
Cheapest campsite €12
Average cost per night €16 
We never stayed at aires. Most seem to charge at least €10 per night so we reckon the extra 4 or so euros for a pool, showers and security is well worth it.
Further musings on camping a la Rex.

We need an awning and a groundsheet/cover.
We must think about taking a table cloth -all the best looking campers had one.
Carol needs a reclining chair ( yes I really do!)
We are going to investigate buying another duvet cover and putting it round the mattress topper. Then stitching elastic straps to the corner. This should save all the tucking in of the bedsheet each night and slash the time required to make the bed each night. 

There must be loads of market stalls around France selling toilet seats and loo roll - given the lack of both at most campsites and public conveniences. Yes -the best sites had both - but a seat in particular was a rare thing!  it will take a long time before we visit any loo without a pocketful of loo roll -just in case!

Wednesday, 25 June 2014

Week 3 - Pyla sur Mer - Biarittz- Inland Pays Basque- Jonzac

June 18th, Day 17. Pyla to Leon. Aprox 100 kms

Missed off the score for campsite Panorama du Pyla: 9/10- fantastic location at the end of the Dune and a lovely viewing area overlooking the sea for evening drinks. Only downside it was a bit dog eat dog finding a pitch, as there were no defined areas -some large some small dependent on the placement of the trees and the tenaciousness and skill of the drivers.

We managed to set off just before 10.30 am - a Tree record! And that's after a full english breakfast !
Just before we set off we were mesmerised by the arrival of a large german plated motorhome, with teutonic efficiency the male driver measured out his pitch with the aid of a small spade and spirit level, steadfastly refusing to be hurried as other campers waited to pass in their cars. After marking out and confirming the suitability he reversed the monster van into the selected pitch. Even the german couple in the pitch next to ours looked on in awe!

An option was to get to Biarritz in a day, but we don't do high speed dashes on our beloved D roads, so we again set off at a steady 45-50mph. Graham has a rule: when we are holding up 3 or more cars we pull over to let them pass. Travelling through the Landes forested areas is a little boring - lots and lots of trees, straight roads, and no hills, none! However, in between the forested areas and turnng off the road are lots of small villages ready to spring in to action come the french holiday season. We thought we should try one, and after a leisurely diversion for a lakeside pique-nique by a lovely small lake at Aureillon, we are  not in the mood for bustling Bayonne. Léon is the village we chose. From the lake you can travel in a punted flat boat along the waterways on the Huchet river all the way to the coast (4 hours). Obviously by the time we arrived the boat trips were fermé! 

Typical road in Landes.

We knew the campsite in our Michellin guide in Leon was expensive -45 euros -so drove further on to find a campsite nearer the lake for just over 17 euros - a great find - Camping Club Lou Puntaou- it was being readied for next month but the lovely pool was open, which we enjoyed later in the pm, almost to ourselves.

For those wondering what happened to the sliding doors - Graham effected a repair using sticky tape which we will live with until we return to England. What a hero! [Because the nyon runner had come off, the rolling mechanism was too low, so I built a ramp out of sticky tape to launch it to the correct height, and also adjusted the clamps so it is lower].

Score for Camping Club Lou Puntao -  7.5/10 - great pool but most other facilities not yet in operation with an air of slight neglect, including most showers. Also lots of little flies around determined to commit kamikaze in Carol's early morning coffee!

June 19th, Day 18. Leon - Bidart Aprox 72 kms

Have you ever looked at a map of France and seen the thin line of yellow running from the tip of the Medoc to Biarritz? Well I have and I wanted to see what it looked like in the flesh. Here it is: over a hundred miles of soft sand, mostly deserted apart from a few access points. 

Occasionally you could see dark patches in the ocean, scaring the bathers and only 5 or 6 metres from the shore. They turned out to be shoals of little fish swimming randomnly in a group. You may be able to make one out in the photo below.

On route to Biarritz we stopped for a picnic lunch in Capbreton- Carol had read it was an iconic place to visit- with a famous wooden pier and lighthouse. Graham was underwhelmed -he thought he was going to see a proper big lighthouse -not a tiddly looking thing at the entrance to the harbour and marina! However a plaque said the pier was built in 1850 something for William III.

Capbreton looked like it had been flattened and rebuilt. Large appartment blocks around a huge marina, but still a working harbour with a number of fishing boats returning with the day's catch while we were there.

The old pier at Capbreton. This is now the harbour entrance and they've stuck the starboard marker on the old lighthouse.

Travelling further through the Landes forest there were several sweet looking villages until we met the busy conurbation that was Bayonne, Anglet and Biarritz which seemed to roll into one. A rude awakening after our gentle pottering. We are staying to the south in Bidart and we missed our campsite twice before we found it on the avenue de Biarritz - at one time trundling through a residential area with a no camping car sign! The campsite is fantastic - already feels like a 10\10 - we quickly changed and headed for a welcome dip in the pool.
The site is delightful - lots of trees .hydrangeas and roses separate the pitches. The showers have piped music- how swanky is that! There are also many lodges in the site.

Tonight we will venture up to the bar to watch the agony that is supporting England in the 2nd World Cup qualifiying match.

We sat with the handful of apologetic Brits in the bar to watch the match. Oh dear. We don't seem to be able to concentrate for 45 minutes at a time. We shuffled off after the inevitable defeat-Graham commenting "even Nelson (our deceased labrador) would have had the nounce to man mark Suarez".

June 20th, day 19. Biarritz. 

Today we caught the bus to Biarritz. Graham has always wanted to see what it looked like -after reading accounts of it's Art Deco splendour.
Again the fare was 1 euro per single journey and 2 euros for a 24 hour ticket- a bargain!
We ignored the designer shops-Hermes, Dior etc en route to the Grande Plage. "No Graham I don't need another Hermes scarf or Dior bag! " pleaded Carol ( Ha I don't think so!)

The promenade along the beach was sophisticated and tasteful - with the Hotel du Palais at one end of the bay, the Art Deco casino in the centre and some other grand building at the other side. We peered over the hedges and up the drive of the Hotel du Palais -once the imperial residence of -yes you've guessed it -William III. We noted lunch cost €135 euros, with another €22 for pudding. We decided we would rather like a more authentic experience in a restaurant in the old fishing port -that and we were a little underdressed and under resourced!

We were a little disappointed that there were not many cafes and restaurants along the promenade as we had imagined something like the cafes on the Champs Elysees in Paris! However the beach itself was delightful -we really regretted not packing our cossies and towels! We did paddle along the edge of the sea along the Grand Plage - Graham manfully trying not to stare at the thong wearing girls and Carol trying not to do the same with the lifeguards.

After exploring the other sites including the Rocher de la Vierge -a rock connected to the promenade by an iron walkway built by Eiffel, the fishing port and further beaches -we had lunch overlooking the old fishing port at a fish restaurant -Thon (Tuna) avec Piperade and Merlu (Hake) a l'espagnol, half a carafe of rosé,and 2 coffees; €41. That's more like it.

Our restaurant in the old fishing port

A typical old fishermens cottage

The beach fills up in the afternoon. More distracting thongs!

After another stroll along the Grande Plage - the heat began to get to us and we decide to return to Bidart and hit the pool. 

Later we went to the bar to watch France vs Switzerland. Another pasting. The bar packed, faces painted, staff all with French footie kit on complete with whistles. Whenever the French scored a goal all whistles were blown enthusiastically complete with music and clapping in time - 5 times we experienced this! Needless to say the mood of the departing supporters was a little more upbeat than the previous night. On the way back we mused how timid England would have fared against Switzerland.

Through the later part of the match we heard thunder and saw sheet lightning -and in the night there was another dramatic thunderstorm.

Score for camping Yelloh Illbiarritz. - 10/10. Although sometimes we could hear the main autoroute -it did not interfere with our enjoyment of this well equipped site. Great shop, bar, restaurant,tennis court, children's activity area -pools - we saw the large indoor pool as we drove to go out! In fact we noted there were some Thomson lodges signposted on the site.

June 21st, Day 20.  Bidart - Espelette. Aprox 35 kms

We were going to stay another night in Bidart but last night the pitches surrounding Rex were taken by a group of Spanish families with their very lively excited children! Something to do with a King being crowned may have given tham an extra holiday. They were still up eating and chatting as we arrived back just after 11pm last night and up and at them this morning ready for day of poolside fun! Our proposed day of chilling by the van and pool was just not going the happen.

So we decided to cut our losses and have a trip into the  Pays Basque hills to see what it's like. We travelled to the Nivelle valley and through Sare to go on to Col de Saint-Ignace where we took a train up to the summit of the Rhume ( 905m, 2970 ft)

A canine passenger cost 8 euros - not sure if this one was declared.

905 metres up. Biarritz is in the distance, but I don't think you can see it on the photo.

Carol was impressed by the humour in this poster - and the frenchness of this sign-

And so back down on the little train
The train celebrates it's 90th anniversary this year.

We  stopped over at a campsite just outside of the village of Espelette -famous for it's sweet red peppers - Piment D'Espelette. Again on arrival we hit the pool at camping Bipar Gorri. Later that night "les gens du village" gave an impromptu concert in the bar to round off a local party. We gate crashed with a couple of beers.
Score for camping Bipar Gorri -8/10 - lovely pool area and friendly bar. Toilets and showers unisex-they're in individual cubicles but Carol was a little shaken by having to walk out of the showers passing the men using the urinals just outside! 
Tomorrow we aim to travel to Salies -de- Bearn just to the North west of the Bearn region and probably stay a couple of nights.   

June 22 - Day 21. Espinette to Salies de Béarn  115 kms

Espelette is a manicured tourist town with day trippers just arriving as we leave. Lots of quaint charcuteries, tourist shops and produits regionaux, and yes, chocolate shops guessed it: chilli chocolate. Carol fills her boots and empties her credit card in one of them before we set off for St. Jean Pied de Port.
Lots of the shops and houses have rows of peppers dangling down them.
And don't forget the Bayonne Ham

30km later, St Jean Pied de Port is the final stopping off point for pilgrims on the road to Santiago de Compostela before the dangerous climb over Pyrenean passes. Todays pilgrims follow the same route with backpacks over the bridge below. If you have the right credentials you can stay (free) in one of the offered resting places in the old town.

Graham adopting his pilgrim pose (but going in the wrong direction)
And the view of the same bridge from he opposite side.
A couple of the places offering refuge to pilgrims.

Having picnic lunch we head North into Béarn and head for Salies de Béarn municipal campsite. Salies de Béarn is an ancient spa town with a nice park and grand hotels (if just a little run down). It's Graham's birthday so we head for the grandest and book a table for dinner in the Hotel Casino. (Actually, it's the only one that's open). Unfortunately the lights were broken -so here's the Ino Hotel!

Hotel Casino is an original art deco dream of a place! - original chairs and lightfittings etc. 
We ate on the veranda - which had a glass roof and original metal light fittings and metal decoration. This is the inside.

Birthday Boy!

We had a great meal (John Dory with oranges/Cod and chirozo) which was again very reasonably priced. We assumed dining out in France would be expensive but we find it the contrary. 

June 23rd , Day 22. Salies de Bearn - Jonzac,  Approx 320 kms

Today, as the cruise brochures state, is a day relaxing at sea. We need to get north of Bordeaux in one go so we go by autoroute speed rather than D roads. The N10 is packed with lorries from all nationalities. The rightmost lane is just one long convoy, leaving two lanes for the rest. Route is marked as a freebie but the map is wrong: there are two péages and we hit them both. Today is also the first day of rain since Noirmoutier.

We have not experienced any wine or cognac tasting so decided to stop over in Jonzac, just 12kms south of Pons, where we stayed a fortnight ago. It feels good to be back in this area. This is nice gentle countryside with vines and quiet roads.

We decide to stay a couple of nights to have a rest from touring and chill a little. We are staying at a friendly rural site called Les Castors - it has small indoor and outdoor pools which we take full advantage of once settled on our pitch. Again we think we are the only English on site - often hearing snippets of comments between fellow campers re "les anglais".

Graham whilst doing his washing up duties chatted to some people who say they visit the site every year to take "les thermales" - he assumed they meant a local spa town but couldn't catch the name.

We are the youngest on the site! - it feels like a retirement village - we know we are retired but even so we feel like spring chickens! The up side is the pool area is a tranquil place to be -no bombing or beach balls evident here! (Carol still traumatised from experience in the pool at Bipar Gorri-courtesy of that pleasant little spanish child!)

June 24th, Day 23. Jonzac.

Today a leisurely start - just managed to cycle in to Jonzac before the market closed. The Market is held in a rather spendid building.

Jonzac has Thermes! it is a spa town!
And it has a Chateau which is ...yes - The Hotel de Ville! Bureaucrats sure know how to live in France!
Jonzac is a lovely town which could be lovelier if the Marie banned cars from its centre and pedestrianised it. Why do the French persist in allowing cars into their historic centres?

There appears to be many restaurants and shops in streets lined with rather grand looking town houses.

We decided to buy a ready meal from the Traiteur- 2 slices of Pate en Croute, a cooked chicken and some vegetables in a sauce -31 euros! After Carol  scraped Graham off the floor, we cycled back to the site for lunch. The pate en croute was delicious!

Had a chilled afternoon by the pool ,and later cycled back in to Jonzac where we visited a local wine shop and purchased a bottle of Pineau Charente (a cognac based aperitif - 17º) and a couple of bottles of local wine- after sampling some first obviously!
A detour via Intersport so Graham could buy some tight swimming shorts, as his boxer/swimming shorts are deemed unsuitable in the swimming pool and he can no longer cope with the disapproving (or were they admiring? - Ed.) looks!
Graham keeping well undercover in the pool!

Tomorrow we will go further north up the coast to Royan, a place we have visited several years ago, to see if it has improved at all. It is driving distance to Pons -so also would be the nearest beach resort if we did decide to buy a property in the area.

Weather windy but pleasantly warm still -23-24 degrees?