Pons

Our first municipal campsite after SJDL's shockingly poor site - and we find a well kept site, very clean and full of families in white transit vans and caravans. Lots of kids running around and it's a difficult to know whether the kids or us are the most amused by each other. Our french is challenged with basic questions from them such as 'do you have a dog or a cat at home?'

Pons is a charming little town, and whilst we are there, it's fun fair and 'Grande Fete' time. During the evening we wander into the centre where we are entertained by the local talent on an impressive sound stage. Some bloke also comes on towards the end of the evening warbling away. We then understand why several old men have been sitting on the front row of seats in front of the stage since early evening, as warbling man has several, semi dressed ladies prancing around him, a bit like Pans People, or of course that should be Pons People (sorry folks, no pictures).

Before we leave the campsite in the morning we take up quite a space and once again entertain our fellow campers, by 'walking' the tent into sun light and turning it around every so often to get the damp sides facing the sun, ready to try and pack it dry.