We were woken by a thunderstorm around three, which we welcomed as it would clear the air. Despite a disturbed night we were away early, keen to arrive on the Ile de Re.
By midday Margery was all settled on her pitch at Camping Bel Air, La Flotte. Bliss.
Now we could slow down. There is no rush for us, as we decided to forego meals out to treat ourselves and stay on the campsite until next Thursday.
With our ACSI card we are paying just £17.00 a night for a three star campsite with swimming pool. Bargain.
However, upon arriving at La Flotte we'd had a little 'contendre' with a French couple at the van parking where we stopped before checking with the campsite if we could come on early. 'Your van is too small, the parking is for large motorhomes, you need to move for my van to park', really. Well Mr Frenchman, we think not. You're not paying to park, and neither are we! So as it's a free for all, tough. After a heated exchange, Angela agreed to move Margery across to the shorter space, which still didn't really suit him, as his friend also had a large van to park. The whole exchange ended in Angela using her best uncle like English. Wrong day to pick on Margery mate! We're all settled on the campsite now. Nearby are a couple from Yorkshire, early retired with a lovely new van. Unfortunately grandchildren duties are tying them down, but they'd really like to be traveling. We can't say it enough, so little time, so much world to see!
After a some nice salad lunches courtesy of Margery it was time for a walk around La Flotte.
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