Having made the decision to stay for a week we spend our
time wandering the hills and cliffs, exploring the collapsed coast road, attempting
more fishing and generally lounging around and enjoying this little slice of
heaven. We continue to be welcomed into the bosom of the family even Norm and
Moo feel so at home that they have started getting very territorial. Eek.
However, the time passes slowly and gently and we are happy. Angels smile on us
too in the form of a lovely family from Amsterdam who, upon leaving, donate all
their unconsumed food…. Apricot jam, avocados, baby courgettes, pasta, rice, olive
oil, yummies and everything, thank you lovely people J
With it being Jon’s 40th birthday on the
horizon Noush prepares a surprise meal in conjunction with Elie, our kindred
soul of the family. As suspected she goes far and above the call of duty and we
are plied with a bottle of rose champagne, a chocolate cake of pure devilry and
muchos Cognac on the house. Naughty Elie, we love her! Her daughter even makes
us friendship bracelets and we have got the champagne cork, inscribed with the
date as a memento of the evening. People’s generosity is sometimes just
overwhelming, we’re not ashamed to admit to a few tears.
The next morning, somewhat worse for wear (what 40th
Birthday dinner?) we make our way a bit blearily to the bar to say thank you.
While nursing our coffee and a multivitamin fruit juice number, Dimitri (Elie’s
husband, we think?) appears and offers a medicinal 10.30am Cognac to Jon!!
Wethinks he may have needed one himself after the celebrations last night!
Tempting, but no…it really was fun tho. Noush remembers that Elie is supposed
to be giving her a cookery lesson in the arts of proper Aioli and Moules
Gratinee Catalan style. This is postponed until the evening a cause de la
maximum shab.
Unfortunately today is our last day here and tomorrow
sees us back on the road, back to Marseillan plage to meet with friends and
family, so with great reluctance we pay up and a represented with an unfeasibly
cheap bill, this really is the best campsite on the planet.
The following morning dawns, Norm and Moo make a complete
spectacle of themselves - almost as if they are kicking up a fuss that we are
leaving. We go and say goodbye to Elie, there are more tears and we get
underway sharpish before Noush decides she’s never leaving! Thank you very much
Elie, Les Amandiers and just life generally for letting us “tombee dans” such a
refuge.
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