Best Hotel Montpellier Est
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... starting to set, we made our way back to Montpellier, along the edge of the port to get a view of the boats.
I don’t get to see many sunsets here as there are always buildings blocking the view.
In Montpellier during one of our many walks, I saw a Western Boot store and thought of home. I saw many a cute store that I wished I could do some shopping in, but as space was limited in my backpack, I decided not to even look.
One thing I ...
Pack up at gite as we have to leave today. Goodbye to lovely grandparents, Pirette and Serge and the rest of family at Ecole de Saint Roman. We cannot go too far as Patrick has a dentist appointment for a broken tooth later this afternoon. So Aigues-Mortes again, this time to walk the ramparts. When we arrive we are not allowed to take the dogs with us. Too hot to leave them in the car. Nothing is going right! Sulky lunch then off to dentist. Dentist, ...
... we strap the bikes in and drive miserably back to the gite. We have decided that with the amount of time we have left we cannot get the bike fixed in France. We will change our plans, head to another gite or hotel nearer Toulouse, explore the Tarn valley for a week then head north towards Brittany until the ferry on 15 October. Hard to complain at this prospect but we are both disappointed and fed ...
... and bars setting up temporary outdoor stalls spilling out onto the footpaths, with tapas and big pots of paella cooking away ready for the hordes of people coming out of the daily corridas (bullfights) staged in Nimes' old Roman style amphitheatre – Les Arenes.
We were warned it could get loud and rowdy, which it did! Music from people partying until late into the night, and at one stage a group decided to turn the portaloo which had been set up just ...
... running on a limited route, so we hoofed it a ways down the street before thinking about trying to get on. The streets were unbelievably backed up with traffic, and it was clear that even if a bus were available to get on, it wouldn’t be traveling any faster than we would on foot. Besides, on foot, we could pop into the Intermarche to pick up some new towels (has that guy’s wife figured it out yet?). Eventually, we did get on a bus, and the tram, and the bus, ...