During the night Angela realised that the muscles she used when cycling were so different from the ones used whilst walking. All night she suffered with really awful leg cramps. So this morning after a sultry sleepless night she was a little weary. But it didn't matter as today we were going to spend a day just tootling.
After putting on a wash we took a walk into La Flotte to buy a postage stamp for a postcard, and walk around the town and then spent most of the afternoon talking to our English neighbours who moved to France twenty years ago, and claim it was the best decision they ever made.
Today was to be the last day of 'our holiday', within a holiday. We never hardly stay on campsites, and we never stay for longer than a couple of days out of choice. It's been wonderful though. A real rest, just what we needed, as life will be very hectic when we return home in mid July. So tomorrow until Sunday when we return for a night at Camping Bel Air before leaving the Ile de Re, we will seek out some wild camping spots on the island. But tonight we treated ourselves to pizza and ice cream down by the harbour.
The temperature a sweltering 82f. The light of the evening made the harbour and coastline look magical. Angela said, that when life at home wasn't going so well, she'd always think of La Flotte, knowing we will return.
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