Is it just us? Are we a magnet to these people? At ten o'clock last night a large French hire van arrived on the site. Bearing in mind, the campsite was fairly quiet, why did the couple decided to park about a metre from our tent? Angela gestured they move further over, which they did. They were now two metres away. We had hoped for an early quiet night. It was not to be. The couple crashed, banged, put on the television and set and reset the van alarm until just before one this morning. Thanks! This morning just after seven John shouted 'good morning' loudly towards the bedroom window of the van. The occupant soon emerged and was told in no uncertain terms he was a noisy b.....! We had to avoid the sweltering heat so by nine-thirty we were pedalling alongside the canal Briare. Just us and alone heron to enjoy this special time in the morning.
Our cycle today should have been around twenty miles, but bad signage meant we rode around in a large loop adding a few extra miles.
Briare on the Loire was our destination. The cycle from Paris to thee was something we'd been looking forward too but to be honest we found it quite underwhelming. We are happy now. In our comfort zone the familiarity of the Loire river and it's towns. The heat today has been sweltering and despite drink copious amounts of fluid we cannot quench our thirst. Tonight's campsite, popular with the Dutch, we have stayed at before. We met a young French maths teacher called Pierre who is paddling the river Loire in his inflatable kayak. John and he gave plenty to discuss, whilst Angela is happy to sit on the side lines and listen whilst drinking her allowance of a quarter bottle of wine. At the washing up area the Dutch men dressed in just speedos put the world to rights. Perhaps the next size trunks next year lads!
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