Yesterday evening, as the sun slid towards the horizon, we walked on the beach, as did many other people. It was so warm, what else could we all do? The retreating tide exposed rocks and rock pools, exposing crabs, jelly fish and a handful of sea glass. John likes to be able to collect a minimum of five pieces each time, sadly he could only find four. As the sunlight lit the pebbles before finally dipping below the line of the horizon, it left behind the pink purple vapour trails of planes passing overhead as they flew in and out of nearby La Rochelle airport. We were glad we'd decided to stay another night on the island, and a peaceful, if warm night it was. Up with the lark this morning, we were away by nine. A Lidl stop to stock up on tins of black olives, (which we eat everyday), before driving to Camping Bel Air to return the 'blipper' for the barrier at the entrance. Parking at the nearby aire, leaving Margery with just two other vans, which seemed strange as the island was so busy, we decided to see if we could blag a shower down at the campsite. No, but two euros paid, and they were at our disposal! We couldn't believe it! We'd spent all those days on the site at £17.50 a day, and we could have stayed on the aire for free and paid four euros a day for showers! Sounds liked a good idea, but in this heat we were glad to be able to settle in a shady spot. The aire has very little shade, and lots of sun. No wonder it was quiet. It was early afternoon when we left La Flotte. The pretty little town tried to persuade us to stay, but as much as we'd love to we had to leave, even the donkeys looked sad to see us leave.
A few people had asked us if we'd visited Coulon. No, never. And we don't really no why, as we visit the area around it often. Every year you should try to visit places you've never been before. Good advice, Particularly at our age. France covers a large area, and we know we need to start to visit more of the departments in the North East of the country.
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