Today I woke up late and decided to take the day off again even if I wasn’t really planning to. It was a sunny morning and a good opportunity for a general laundry. I had also run out of map, so needed to get a new one for ‘Pay de la Loire‘.
Marion, me and Aline
Last night I met two German girls that they were on a cycle tour as well. In the morning when I got out of the tent they kindly invited me to have breakfast with them. Aline and Marion started their tour about ten days ago from Orlean and did the whole cycle route that goes next to the Loire Canal. It’s the second time cyclists suggest me that I need do this route as it is very beautiful with very nice villages and many castles on the way. After a long discussion with them and seeing their photos, I started seriously thinking of making a long detour to my trip and cycle over that route, but in the end I decided against it. It would need at lest a full week and I would sacrifice other places I want to visit. Maybe that’s a good reason to come back one day.
After breakfast, I did my laundry and headed for the town to look for the map. I also looked for a gas burner as that’s something that I am still missing. But how stupid, the only supermarket in town that had them, didn’t have the correct type of gas canister to go with them. So I am still unable to cook my own meals and prepare a cup of tea in the mornings.
After a short visit to a cafe for some internet access, I spend the rest of the day in the beach. It was probable the first time that I actually relaxed so much. I even started reading that book that I’ve been carring all these days with me, which I already really enjoy.
The endless beach in front of the campsite
Kite surfers after a hard day at work
For the night, me and the two girls had reserved some peaella in the camp site’s animation evening. As far as I understood, they are calling animation all sorts of etertainment events for kids and famillies. I think it’s very common some French famillies will keep revisiting the same camping, where they know each other very well. The food and the wine were good but when the French people all started singing and dancing their own special music, we politely dissapeared.
Crazy local
