We decided to spend another night at our campground and go for a bike ride. Finally the weather is wonderful and warm.

But as Mike was setting up the bikes, I decided to shut the rear doors. You know how the bike rack now overhangs both doors? We’ll I’d forgotten about that and proceeded to slam the bike rack on my back. It hurt. I swore. So after that I didn’t feel like a bike ride.

I had a lot of trouble choosing coffee in the supermarket. For all our time travelling in France, nothing was familiar. Then I realised when we did our cycle tour, we never bought coffee here (we went to the little ole man bars for coffee in the mornings.)

So when I made coffee this morning the stuff I had chosen was disgusting. Thankfully there was a Spar next door to the camp and after some googling, we found something we would like. And a stale baguette.

We just spent the rest of the day lazing around. I worked on my movie, and we sat outside in the sun. Mike is feeling a lot better. Thankfully he didn’t get it as bad as I did.

It’s quite a nice campground, but as per usual, there is no toilet seats, hand soap or toilet paper in the bathrooms. So when you are walking to the toilets with your toilet paper in hand, EVERYONE knows what you’re doing.

For dinner we had a sort of fried rice. Sort of meaning, the gas ran out before we got a chance to fry the rice. So it was boiled rice, bacon, garlic and egg.