Saturday August 16, 2014

A great day.  A lie in this morning until 7:45!! We had a nice relaxing breakfast and were entertained by our neighours trying to take their tent down. They had a simple spring-up tent, really easy to set up.  But, to take down,  not so easy – it was very funny.  Remember me writing about my “kitchen sink” you have to wrap it into a figure eight to put it back in its little pouch.  The same thing applies to this tent.  They obviously had not practiced taking the tent down before leaving home.

The other entertainment was watching the young girls in the other tents try and persuade the boys to take their tent down for them.  Eventually one of instructors came over sent the boys away and made the girls do it themselves.  They became very pouty after that.

Ralf had decided to build a moat around our tent, to keep out any water if it rained.  There is no rain in the forecast for the next 3 days.

I cleaned the bikes, they were getting rather gritty again.  Ralf went into the Town to get lunch. We were expecting a small village, however, It is quite a touristy area but very pretty.  Ralf came back with lunch and told me that there was a market set up in Town and it would be there until 3:00.

I had just finished cleaning my bike and so we ate our lunch and walked back into Town.  We had a lovely afternoon, being “tourists” we felt as if we were on holiday.

At 3:00 the market is cleared , cleaned and empty.

We even decided to get our hair cut. The poor stylist struggled with what to do with my fringe (bangs).  Straight across or at an angle?  We decided on straight across, although it is a bit short, not quite Mia Farrow, but close, it grows so quickly it will be fine in a few days.  Ralf had his hair washed, cut and \”styled\” and a cup of coffee.  He has never spent $30.00 on a hair cut before and probably won\’t again, although he did enjoy having his hair washed by the stylist.

We walked back to the camp site along the beach, it was shorter than going by the road.

She saw sea shells on the sea shore. – 3 x times fast.

As we came back into the camp site we met Francesca who we had met in Nantes, she couldn’t find her pitch, so we showed her where to go.  She decided to take one of the pitches in our area as the young kids have gone.  When we arrived at our pitch the guy we met at Mont Ste. Michel was here as well (Mathieu).  We are all heading south, so we might meet up again.

We have decided to eat out tonight, Ralf found a small cafeteria that we can pick and mix our dinner and eat by the ocean. Francesca joined us and we had a nice evening chatting to her about her Masters degree and ideas for her thesis. We tried not to influence her but cycle tourism should be high on the list.

A nice beer to end a lovely day.