Different day today. Sun shining. Off on to the motorway and headed south toward Avignon. Here we headed off at junction 24 to our first campsite, a Municipal campside in Maussanes les Alpilles. While getting lost and arguing which road the campsite was on, we get odd looks from some of the locals. Must have been the horrendous noise the engine is making from the bearing on the air conditioning unit which is on its way out.

The campsite is an easy walk to the town, has lots of various plots all separated from the next with hedges. Tent erected after false starts as to which layer, and the inside outsideness of various components. Then the steel hard ground which does not want to be punctured by the flimsy tent pegs.

Off to lunch in the centre, Rosemary who is out of touch with prices was horrified by menus of 25 Euros. We both settled for salads and a drink. Bought some Pastis and sausages for supper, headed back to the campsite and vegged out in the heat for the rest of the day. It was very hot and windless.

Come supper time, clouded over a little, and the wind got up. The campsite map had an arrow with the direction of the Mistral wind. Fair warning I suppose.