I was too hot in bed last night, and nearly foraged for yesterday's t-shirt to wear instead of my long-sleeved pyjamas. And had trouble getting up this morning so was only just heading into the shower when the Swan Whisperer came back from his run.
After breakfast I went for a walk and looked round the fish market. They had some good stuff, but none of it was cleaned and the thought of cleaning fish in the motor home - no. Just no! So I came away and we went to a supermarket in Fos, and then drove down to nearly the mouth of the Rhône to catch a ferry across it. We were afraid it would be cars-only, but no such thing, there was even a public bus on it!
Once we had crossed, we found an aire in Salin-de-Giraud we we had lunch, and then lovely drive around the Etang de Vaccarès, during which we saw horses, flamingoes and cattle, just as one should, and down to Aigues-Mortes. We thought we might come back to the place I had carefully chosen for us to spend the night, but the Swan Whisperer decided otherwise, so we are now in an aire in Le-Grau-du-Roi with a plastic roller-coaster on one side and a block of flats on the other (to be fair, there is a pedestrian exit to the sea, but I am unimpressed!). At least other motor-homers are quiet - once you have closed the blinds for the night, you very often wouldn't know there was anybody else around!
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