Next day was a Saturday and the forecast was for sun all day, praise be, so before breakfast I went to the laundry room and put a wash on. Hopefully I won’t have to do another one before we go home! We’d brought as much as we
could in the way of clothes, towels and bedding, but there’s a limit to how much weight you can carry, so on a three-week trip it’s almost inevitable there’ll be a time when you have to use a washing machine. The day was mostly sunny,
although not as hot as when we first arrived, so we sat outside the caravan and relaxed. Unfortunately a large French family arrived with two vans and one camper van and set up camp on an adjacent pitch, spreading out in front of the pitch so it was
a tight squeeze for anyone to drive past them. They played endless ball games – football, rugby, tennis, in fact anything involving a ball or frisbee of any size or shape. Luckily they all went to the swimming pool in the afternoon so we
had some peace!
In the evening John cooked chicken on the Cadac and we watched rock-climbers on the cliff face opposite as we drank a glass or two of wine. The wine was called Chateau de Planques, pronounced “plonk”, but tasted a lot
better than it sounded! Later, two hot air balloons floated overhead, but both had trouble maintaining height – one came so low we thought it was going to land in the camp site!