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... bat which gave me the fright of my life. I ran all the way back to the table leaving my drink there.
Then we managed to safely get the bird out back home to its mother. Then we watched the Men's Grand Wimbledon Finale. It was Federer Vs Djokovic. We wanted Federer to win but sadly Djokovic won.
Then we had haircuts.
Then I did more homework and went out to play soccer with Olli and Dad, then came in for tea.
... the pool and played on some of the water toys.
We came home had relaxation time and went to bed. Dad and I watched the Tour de France highlights and went to bed. Art stayed up with Mum and watched Harry Potter until really late.
We also did a tour de Pouzolles run as a family this morning.
We woke about 7.30am to a partly cloudy day. We'd opened our doors to the balcony during the night as Ang was feeling stuffy and having a restless sleep. We skipped breakfast again and were on the road at 10am. We we flexible about where we stayed tonight subject to being within about an hour of Perpignan for when we return the car in two days. Rather that continue to drive along the coast roads we took the highways as indicated by the GPS. We travelled about ...
... pitching the tent on an isolated piece of mountainside grass, still almost 2000m high and with a real chill in the last of the evening air. I could imagine the whining from Peter at this suggestion so I kept it to myself and we rode on into the night. Passing a couple of campsites we turned these down, Grimley wanting a hotel for tonight due to the cold. Finally we came upon Ax-Les-Thermes, a small town but all importantly it had a ...
... for you to imagine the way many older European homes were built before the roads had motor vehicle traffic. One thing I will say is the French are very patient and tolerant especially when a local holds up the traffic while they have a conversation out of their car window. No tooting horns or vulgar language, they either wait patiently or go round. The last year has seen the opening of a 60k long walking/cycling track which passes through our village. Each day, we ...