It always seems a good idea in theory to book an early flight. Not only do you miss the crush at the airport, but you get an extra day. Unless you’ve ever been at Luton at 5.15am on a Saturday – it was heaving. So much so that there was only time for a very snatched small coffee standing in the queue to board.
Anyway, arriving in Nimes at 9.30 does indeed give you the whole day – assuming you can actually find the place. The house is just outside a tiny village, and took an hour to find.
But we made it – yet again a brilliant place to stay. Note the pool.
And a very French lounge/diner. Very shabby-chic.
Not surprisingly didn’t venture far, just following the shade around the pool as it was a bit hot😀. But then stirred ourselves to go to the village – Eygalieres, which is essentially abandoned at the top of the hill. But nice views.
Making a bit of progress on selfies – at least there is something in the background!
Then dinner. Think we struck lucky. The restaurant does look a bit like the drawing on its placemats.
See what I mean?
Mmm – it was excellent.
Then a couple of random “arty” shots just ‘cuts we like them.
