The men and Dr. J. chatted for a while as I scanned through the Aires book and maps to find the next closest place that I liked the sound of, not easy one handed. In fact, as a slight interjection map reading one handed is a bit of a pain. But it was all good, the large building behind us, that I hadn’t really noticed at this point was a school and closed (I should point out that this was Friday I guess) only the cleaners were left there now. So, the men moved some traffic barriers and ushered us in there. We had our very own space for the night, well away from the traffic and crowds that turned up as the night progressed.
I took one of my favourite photos from the holiday, I had lots of space and could prop things up as I had plenty of time to play while Dr. J. cooked dinner, another thing he is very good at, I am very lucky.
And after dinner and a very nice glass of local wine, we wondered around our building shelter and got front row views of the most amazing fire acrobatics I have even seen, mainly because we where only 8 foot from them, health and safety is very different over there. Then to top it off a fireworks display that must have gone on for over 45 minutes. It was quite amazing and totally unexpected, even more so as Bastille day was still a week away and we never found out why they where having it early.
The beauty of being able to get away from the usual tourist attractions and meet sincerely friendly and generous people is why I so love our campervan, we never know where or what we might find around the next turn. There will be more Honey Travels dotted around, the actual doll related blogs as I just like writing them. But next time I will back to doll things especially as I should have the cast off my wrist by then and will be making again.