We headed South to return to the camping experience and find ourselves in a resort by the sea. Our campsite is fine, and our route into town is littered with bars offering 'English Pub 'N' Grub', surprisingly however, the pictures seem to have been taken by the owner, rather than a professional photographer and we are more than happy to be vegetarian, when we see an image of a plate of chips and 2 large bangers sitting on top, at least we hope they were sausages. Having seen what's on offer on route to the beach, we decide to have a drink in the old town that evening.
The following day we decided that we'll stay another night, but this involves moving pitch. We entertain the (mainly) French and Dutch on site, by literally carrying our tent to the new site, rather than totally dismantle it.
We also stumble across an outdoor photographic exhibition, 'The Earth From Above' featuring some impressive shots of animals, various farming and extraction activities happening across the planet; some are of places we will visit on our overland trip to Oz.
The following day we take the coastal route out of France and into Spain. For the 2nd time, no one is around at customs to check our passports. The passports do get there first once over though at the Spanish campsite. We've stumbled upon another seaside resort, but the night life can be heard a mile or so away until the early hours of the morning....
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