The wind blew all night. And the fridge beeped on and off. And the wind blew. And this morning, it started to rain. And it rained, and it rained, and it rained, and it rained!
The gas ran out this morning while the Swan Whisperer was stretching his legs, but we have another cylinder as spare. We left Mas Alart about 10:30, and our first port of call was the Lidl in Cabestany, just a few humdred metres away, as we always go there! Then we headed off towards Perpignan, and called in at a couple of places to get diesel and gas - we had hoped to get them both together, but the first one didn't have the type of gas we use. However the next place, E Leclerc, I think, did have them, so all was well.
We wanted to come here via the D117 and D118, as it is a really lovely drive. And so varied - some of it is fast dual carriageway; a great deal of it is an ordinary country road meandering through pretty little villages, crossing and recrossing the rivers (mostly, I think, the Maury) and crossing and recrossing the railway line. And then some of it is through rocks, with overhangs and arches! We stopped in the village of Maury to have lunch, and then drove on via Quillan and other small towns until we got here to Limoux. It would have been such a wonderful drive had it not been pouring with rain the entire way!
But when we got here and got settled in, the clouds parted and the sun came out, so we went for a walk around the town - probably missing the best bits, but it was lovely to stretch our legs!
And, touching every sort of wood, the fridge hasn't (yet) beeped since we arrived!
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