We'd chosen the wrong spot for Margery at last nights aire. As the sun dropped down behind the trees the temperature dipped a tad. Margery was the last van to feel the golden rays as they slipped away. So today, after a short drive of just over half an hour to Malestroit, we chose our spot with care.
Under the trees on the east side. Of course one of the French vans wanted to be out of the sun also, and parked close.
Too close. Oh well, we had options, worst case, if we had to, we'd move to the sunny side, reluctantly.
Malestroit is a pretty medieval canal side town with historic streets and half timbered houses. Once again we are suffering in the heat, so walked around the town, stopping for coffee before lunch.
We are now very frustrated that the extreme temperatures are preventing us from exploring as much as we'd like. All we can do is sit, read and people watch, which we've had our fill off. It's easy to sit, and let life happen. But we want to be part of the happening. The aire is busy, not surprisingly because of its location and the fact it's free. As the afternoon slowly slips by, we sit in the dappled shade of the trees. The birds above are busy, calling to each other, hidden from our view.
Nearby, an old Dutch barge, with a bar, has pleasant jazz music playing. We feel a little too relaxed as the music drifts over. Tomorrow we intend 'to shake a leg', and make some memories, we've had enough of sitting!
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