Glad we can say we did it but would defo book a pitch with some shade next time.
Anyway our last few days at Camping Des Mures were quite busy. We had a trip to one of our favourite places in the world, Port Grimaude. It's like a mini Venice without the bad smells. I love a place where most of the houses have a berth for a boat than a car parking spot.
We also spent a day rubbing shoulders with the rich and famous in St Tropez. We have been a few times but it's always nice to look at the super yachts and soak up the atmosphere. It's also nice to dream a bit about a lottery win and what you would spend it on.
Top tip. Visit St Tropez in a car rather than a camper van. Because of height restrictions parking for the van was a nightmare, and one experienced by lots of people in their motorhomes. To be fair, we had a good look around the place driving in circles looking for a spot. We had all but given up when one became free and I drove like a maniac (or a Frenchman) to get in it and we were away on foot to explore.
We went back to the cafe where Kerry, Harry and I had shared a drink with former formula 1 legend Eddie Irvine 10 years ago. Well actually we just followed him in and sat close and paid nearly euro 50 for three cokes!!! This time we settled for a couple of photos outside and a slushy from a street vendor for a far more reasonable 2.50. You learn from expensive mistakes lol.
We watched super yacht 'Blind Date' head out of the harbour and googled it later that day. She was sold for £35 million last year. Who knows, next year we may own her, and be sailing on her to who knows where.
We had a good day and all enjoyed it. Later that day we had a wander along the beach to another camp site and enjoyed a meal in their restaurant. Jack ordered a 'cote des soleil' alcohol free cocktail that we all fell in love with and we had a great meal with lots of laughs. The van now carries our own ingredients for the cocktail so we can enjoy whenever we want.
The next day was a French national religious holiday so we played on the beach and were treated to an afternoon air show, with the French equivalent of the 'Red Arrows' performing. They were good, but not a patch on Red 1 and his buddies. Keep trying boys. They also had a load of firework displays all down the coast and we had the perfect spot at our tent to watch a few of them for free. Unfortunately most of the people in the SOF had the same idea and we ended up with rows and rows of onlookers lined up just outside our door to watch. I had a "get off my land" moment until I realised, and we all enjoyed the show. Us and our newest 300 best friends. Jack was less than impresses. We woke him when the fireworks started and all he said was "why did you wake me to watch this racket?" lol, one of those moments we won't forget.
And nearing the end of our time on our own bit of beach in the SOF, we took the boys to Port Grimaude fair. We thought it was going to be an expensive doo, but Kerry came up trumps again and got us bargain Multi-buy tickets for well under the market value. They allowed us all to go on 19 different rides for loads cheaper, it was just a job to get all the rides in in one night as the fair only opens between 2000 and 0100 hrs.
It was funny, all the scary rides we have been on and things we have done, and the kids haven't been fazed at all. And I took them both in an animated 5D show, 3D glasses plus movement and touch, and they both were terrified. It was only funny when we got out and realised that the audience was being filmed and shown live outside on a big screen. So Kerry managed to video us all inside and watch the boys squirm, cover their eyes and grab dad for comfort! Ha, that's one to play at a wedding!
And that was that. End of out time on the French med and time to move on again. Heading now for Northern Spain and a rendezvous at L'estartit with some friends and their kids.
Another top tip; always remember when your travelling, countries are designed to make the locals happy, not the tourists!
Until next time, Au revoir France.
Chris
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