We’ve spent the last few days exploring the ocean, the back roads and the hill tops. The surf has been quite big, so we’ve learnt a few lessons in how to survive being dumped by big waves! We also have got to know the “mountains” behind our campsite, having taken a wrong turn on the bikes and ended up on the bikes for 5 hours in the heat up and down various mountain passes (with only 2 bananas each to keep us going!).
Then today we joined a hike organised by an ex French military man staying in the camp, which was also a 5 hour affair, again up and down the mountains! As the youngest and only English speakers on the hike, we were affectionately called “les jeunes” by all the French and my fairly basic French was put to good practice, as none of them spoke English.
And there is always time for Leigh to organise cocktails – a refreshing end to tough days!