We left Marseillen Plage and headed for Aigues-Mortes, a splendid walled town founded in 1240 by Louis IX. We walked the ramparts and took in the views of the surrounding area and the Canal du Rhone before continuing through the cobbled streets lined with restaurants and shops, where I purchased some riz rouge de Camargue. I had seen Mary Berry use it in a recipe and could not find red rice at home and she mentioned that it came from the Camargue. The very friendly shop keeper proceeded to tell me in French how to cook it (I think he said it needed to boil for 30-40 minutes). I explained I was English but I had a French friend (Liz that’s you) and he pointed to Tony who was waiting outside the shop as if he was my French friend but I was able to tell him he was my husband. This exchange of words all took place in French no less!
We had initially intended to stay the night at the Aire in Aigues-Mortes but decided to continue moving east and we are now on an Aire overlooking the beach at Stes Maries de la Mer, the furthest westerly seaward point on the Camargue.
I have been in the dog house the past couple of days because we were unable to get access to the Internet through our secure wifi gadget. It turns out it is because we had run out of credit and of course it is my responsibility to ensure that we have enough credit before we leave the UK. I was able to top it up today so now Tony is happy again as he can now access his favourite radio station, LBC. The weather has also improved, the wind has dropped and plenty of sunshine so whilst I cooked dinner, Tony went for a swim in the sea. Now he is happy twice over!
We have been informed that some of you may have received dodgy emails from my email address in the past few days. This is probably due to me having to use a campsite hotspot to upload my blog. Sorry for this, please delete them as I have not sent anyone any emails.