During the night the wind got up. It woke Angela. We were going to take Marge's awning in yesterday evening, but we forgot, as it was late when we came back around from our English neighbours who we'd spent the evening talking with. Not really wanting to disturb John, Angela felt she had to (at 3.30am). A thunderstorm was forecast during the night, and we couldn't risk the awning being damaged. So we were tired this morning. The storm didn't materialise until around eight thirty, and then it wasn't anything to be bothered by. After two days at the chateau it was time to move on. We know this area of France so well we decided we wanted to stay in some new places rather than the old faithfuls. But the village we chose we weren't that enamored by, so after eating lunch we left heading for the Atlantic coast. The very coast we were not going to stay on as it would be busy and expensive. Fouras was was our destination, and we really liked it. It reminded us of the Ile de Re with its whitewashed buildings and blue shutters. But it was popular and difficult to find a free overnight spot that wasn't overlooking houses, so we left and moved down the coast a little to the Plage L'Esperance where we found a nice free spot overlooking the sea.
Angela loves this area along the Atlantic coast. When we cycled down this coast in 2015 to Spain when John was sixty, this area is the one she remembers the most, and never tires of returning to.
An evening walk on the beach, the tide now far off the shore we were surprised to see so many large jelly fish left behind by the tide.
Their silicone-like bodies made us think of implants, a strange thought, we know. Walking back to Marge we stopped at the paid aire to see how much it cost, but the pay machine was broken, so it was free! We decided to move, as, as lovely as our spot was, it felt a little isolated. As night fell a dramatic sunset of dark pink streaked the sky.
This evening feels fresh, the temperature today is 24c cooler than yesterday. We never thought we'd feel comfortable like this again. For the first time in many weeks the heat felt bearable. We have just one week left in France. We can't believe that the time for us to return home will soon be upon us. Already we are looking into travels for next year. As they say. One life, live it!
