We were up this morning at seven. During the hot sticky night Angela lay awake, and as you all know, night-time is when your mind starts racing. From all the processed thoughts, Angela realised that we shouldn't wait until we returned to the campsite on Sunday to wash our bedding. The pitch we were on now allowed for our long clothes line to be strung up. So first thing, before the other campers descended on the laundry area our washing was in the machine. Checkout time from our pitch was midday, and we had no intention of leaving before as it was so hot, and the free park up by the beach we were heading to had very little shade. So at 11.55 am John hot footed it to reception. The campsite is full all weekend from today, but he knew that vans had been parked in front of the lodges that weren't rented out. So here we are Margery, nice pitch with use of the lodge deck chairs and terrace. We say lodge, we like to refer to it a a chateau! The pitch we'd vacated is just across from us, under the trees in the breeze. But hey ho. Bearing in mind it's classed as a XL pitch, we were surprised to see a Dutch car pull onto it this afternoon towing the smallest caravan. Too hot to walk out or cycle we drove to the nearby Lidl, a French supermarket always provides excellent entertainment for us. So here we are, staying four more nights at La Flotte. But we don't mind, the area is just so beautiful. On Monday we will definitely be leaving the Ile de Re. Originally we booked on the campsite for one night, but by the time we leave we will have been here eleven. With only a couple of weeks of our holiday then left, we'll be heading up to southern Brittany, stopping en-route at a few 'must see' places on our way. This evening as the sun slipped away, the whole sky lit up in a blazing inferno of colour. Red sky at night, it's going to be another warm day tomorrow Margery.
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