Today dawns and another scorcher is on the way, despite
being gone by about 7.30am the air is already hot and laden with the promise of
extreme heat to come. Zoom! As is sometimes the way the aires we had picked out
were rubbish so we sail on past and just keep on trucking. It’s no great shakes
as the more miles today means hopefully more time to doss around on the
Brittany coast with a bit of time in hand.
We resort to scouting out some
French passions but it’s one of those days when life just doesn’t want you to
stop. Everyone seems to be enjoying national rude day and we decide to head
back to somewhere we’ve been before. It is against our rules in that it’s a
campsite, but when we stayed here last time it was so beautiful and so cheap
that we decide to treat ourselves. After the journey we’ve had today the
thought of jumping in a pool and supping a few in the campsite bar is just too
tempting. Hello Chez Gendron.
Alexander and Aletta, the wonderful young Dutch couple
who run this place are still here and still doing a fabulous job. We park up
and get set up in record time, despite interference from a couple of the geese
who wander over to say hello. We take the dogs for a good stretch in the woods
and Norm sees his first ponies and horses up close and personal for the first
time (cue MAJOR barking), but after a long tramp through some vineyards
everyone has calmed down. They collapse and we reward ourselves with a few
beers and an early night.
We decide to allow ourselves another night here,
the weather is still too fabulous and we are in urgent need of being in the
pool… a lot. It’s impossibly quiet here, the only disturbances being the
incredulous woops of delight as the Netherlands paste the opposition in the
footie and the occasional bit of Radio Le Mans, we couldn’t’ really be more
relaxed, once again thank you Chez Gendron, we hope Helios gets better soon,
best of luck J
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