To port

Hoping to hire some fishing gear, we visit nearby Port Maubert, which turns out to be smaller and quieter than we’d imagined. 

Walked through the tall grasses to the banks of the Gironde, spotting crabs and caterpillars on the way. 

Before heading home we went for a meal which took an incredible amount of time. The food was fine, but we seemed to be sitting in The Room That Time Forgot. When a mouse ran up the wall, we couldn’t help feeling we were in some French remake of Fawlty Towers.