Wednesday, 9 April 2025

Saintes-Marie-de-la-Mer, Camargue

This morning Angela's knee hurt, so we walked out to try and ease her discomfort. Down by the river, the sky grey and overcast, we took one last look across to the city before heading back to the campsite.

We weren't required to vacate our pitch until midday, so there was no rush to leave. Our first stop a supermarket. We were down to our last satsuma and Angela had no wine. But we must ask. How many supermarkets have sheep grazing tight outside the door?

Today we were supposed to drive for a couple of hours to the coast. By the time we'd lunched it was well after two and we still had the Abbaye Troglodytique de Saint-Roman to visit. The weather still overcast, we put on a jacket and began the walk up the path. As we walked up, the sun made its first appearance of the day and the temperature rose. By the time we reached the Abbaye, we were more than a little moist. Despite our red sweating faces, we were pleased we'd come to see this amazing building built on a rocky limestone outcrop affording spectacular views down the Rhone river.








Inside this amazing creation our eyes darted everywhere. To think this building had been crafted using just hand tools. By the time we returned to Margery is was four o'clock clock and the thought of at least a two hour drive wasn't appealing. Plus there was more we really wanted to see in the area. The aire at nearby St. Gilles was full, and not wanting a repeat of Saturday night we decided against staying in the main car park, although some vans did. A fifteen minute drive down the road took us to a fantastic spot next to a bull ring with a walk through a nature reserve.







(The barn we're parked next to is the same vintage as John)

It's quiet, and there are only two other vans here. On the downside, the mosquitoes are the huge. Divebombing us every time we leave the van.

They peer through our windows menacingly. Our neighbours in this peaceful spot are Shetland ponies in an adjacent paddock, and a lot of black bulls in a nearby field. Should we be worried, about the Shetland ponies?

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