Valras-Plage was a ghost town.

I had spent the night camped in rhe car park of the Hélios campsite, as the campsite was ferméd. The restaurant that the internet said was open, turned out to be a pile of sticks in the sand on the beach. I eventually tracked down the only restaurant that was open and ordered a coffee. Was just telephoning my friend John to co-ordinate being picked up with Topsy, when he arrived.

Topsy gave Happy a great welcome and less of one to me, so I could tell that she had had plenty of loving. We were dropped off at Agde railway station and from there made our way back to Les Eyzies sur Tayac to stay with friends. Had 2 hours to kill in Agen, and discovered the magnificent foof in the cathedral.

It was nice to stop and rediscover what a bed was like!