Gironde

Dawn chorus, blackbird chattering, cock crows and a church bell rings. Distant hum of the A10 Paris Bordeaux motorway. There’s a rustling outside the van door as my bread and croissant are delivered onto the picnic table. Ah la belle France. Today is climate protest day and a hot sunny one, which seems apt, so I’ve been for a bike ride down the estuary to the picturesque village of Talmont Sur Gironde. The fishing platforms were prolific and a surprise. 32 degrees today so I was glad of the campsite pool when I got back.