Summer is almost ended
Trip Start
Aug 11, 2003
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Trip End
Sep 01, 2003
We couldn't stay in Saint-Malo forever (even if I whished it was so), and we were also running out of time.
So we needed to go back to the south of France, to start our return to Italy. We already went to Cote d'Azur, so we decided to try to avoid Provence-Cote d'Azur.
Our decision was to catch a regional train (that will do all stops) that in 12 hours would take us from Normandy to Languedoc-Roussillon. We spent the night sleeping on the train and after some changes (we where not sure of our destination) we ended up in Sete, a small town on the sea. The local hostel was full, but we where told there was a campsite just 15 minutes walking.
So we start walking (always remember our 17kg backpacks) but after 1 km we found some polish guys trying hitchhiking because, they say, the camping is 15 km away! So after talking with a bus driver, who confirmed the distance, we took the bus until the last stop and then we also tried hitchhiking. We were so lucky that one of the campsite employers stopped to pick us up and picked us to the camping. It was a crazy tunisian driver, our 3 backpack where the size of a sitted person, so it was like we were like 6 person (one backpack was in the back) inside a bad shaped Citroen AX, I did the travel standing inside the car and pushed against the ceiling while this guys was driving far above any speed limits.
We settled at the campsite but the summer season was at its end so the campsite was about to close. There where very few clients and the beach was almost empty. It was time for a last trip, then back to Italy!
So we needed to go back to the south of France, to start our return to Italy. We already went to Cote d'Azur, so we decided to try to avoid Provence-Cote d'Azur.
Our decision was to catch a regional train (that will do all stops) that in 12 hours would take us from Normandy to Languedoc-Roussillon. We spent the night sleeping on the train and after some changes (we where not sure of our destination) we ended up in Sete, a small town on the sea. The local hostel was full, but we where told there was a campsite just 15 minutes walking.
So we start walking (always remember our 17kg backpacks) but after 1 km we found some polish guys trying hitchhiking because, they say, the camping is 15 km away! So after talking with a bus driver, who confirmed the distance, we took the bus until the last stop and then we also tried hitchhiking. We were so lucky that one of the campsite employers stopped to pick us up and picked us to the camping. It was a crazy tunisian driver, our 3 backpack where the size of a sitted person, so it was like we were like 6 person (one backpack was in the back) inside a bad shaped Citroen AX, I did the travel standing inside the car and pushed against the ceiling while this guys was driving far above any speed limits.
We settled at the campsite but the summer season was at its end so the campsite was about to close. There where very few clients and the beach was almost empty. It was time for a last trip, then back to Italy!

