Merci

As expected the south of France is quite stunning, after hearing many a story and seeing many a picture of vast countryside the real thing does not disappoint. Rather similar to New Zealand really with the long country roads and the green environment. Tucked away here are places like the Pont Du Gard, an early Roman aqueduct asserting it's magnificence across the river Gard with huge columns curving to support the weight of the water way atop it. No doubt it is the second most brilliant part of this tour so far. First goes to St. Peter's basilica and the five euros well spent to climb the five hundred odd stairs to get to the top of the dome and gaze out in every direction from the Vatican all across Italy. 

But back to France.. We leave for Paris which will be amazing but this well needed relaxation time in Beaucaire will certainly be missed. For those who might understand our frustrations otherwise, many frisbees have been thrown, as in, free time is equivalent to a mixture of lay out practice into the pool, sky box and throws. We are warming up to once again take the title in the current indoor league. The fête of Beaucaire has also been taking place during our stay including a bull run and an immense firework display. We may or may not have almost been trampled by the hundred bulls. 

Moving back into a hostel is going to be hard after living in the luxury of 3/4 to a room with your on toilet which is separate to the shower/sink. Also to miss will be the huge and reliable not super, but hypermarket and of course the dinner. Digesting at the moment in my stomach is ice cream and meringue cake. It is currently eleven thirteen and I should probably start packing...

Au Revoir

Tristan.