We manage to extricate ourselves from Beziers, no easy feat believe us!
We have earmarked a French passion or two just north of
Toulouse and make excellent time zooming up there, we are trying to get a
wriggle on as it seems the weather is set for an absolute scorcher. We try our
first French passion and nearly run over the family cat in the drive way and
then are greeted by Lola the Labrador, much barking (on our side) ensues.
Although the lady seems lovely there is no shade and we’re not convinced the
barking will ever stop and Lola shows no signs of any inclination to move.
Carefully avoiding the cat we make our apologies and leave. French passion number
two turns out to be perfect. Lovely old rambling farm house with scattered
antiquities and masses of shady trees to park under around the back. This turns
out to be a very good thing indeed as it just gets hotter and hotter and the
wind drops completely. The sun seems to be stuck in the sky at noon o’clock and
at 8pm in the evening it’s still gotta be over 30 degrees. At one point we
contemplate sleeping outside under the van, but reluctantly think this might be
a bit extreme. We do our best to turn in early – difficult when 10pm looks and
feels like early afternoon. Still, we get some shut eye in the end and set
ourselves a major early start for tomorrow to avoid the heat and get some
serious miles under our belt.
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