Hi, my blog is a record of our year(ish) long tour of Europe, an idea sprung on me by my husband last year. A word of warning to anyone reading this who doesn't know me, I have an inability to use one word when a hundred will do, in fact this blog is the antithesis of Twitter! It also includes EXTENSIVE use of the words beautiful, pretty, nice, gorgeous, tasty, lovely and wonderful amongst others! I'll attempt to use some different words occasionally to ring the changes.
Aigues Mortes
Walking into Aigues-Mortes .
Stalls setting up in Aigues-Mortes
It would have been great to see the view from the top of the ramparts…..
but did we heed them, ‘not on your nellie’, forgetting that ‘curiosity killed the cat’!
Inside the walls of Aigues-Mortes.
Walking back through Aigues-Mortes.
unfortunately the ticket office was closed.
Leaving the town.
The scenic route back to our van.
Car museum beside the canal.
What the………?
What IS going on?
Eeeeek! BULLS!
This poor little (?) bull scuffed his knee.
Guardians galloping down the street.
that’s probably the best place to be!
The lady in the pink coat was very sensible…..
Amazing horsemanship.
We watched the bulls from the opposite side of the road this time.
Handing the hat back.
And suddenly the street was silent.
Exploring Aigues-Mortes, little did we know how exciting it was about to become!
We wondered what those barriers were there for……
What now?
Beautiful Camargue horses.
Cheeky little egret hitching a ride to paraphrase The Beatles and Vanity Fare!
and into a muddy area where an arena was set up for the bull race.
A procession of battered cars…..
some topped with happy people….
followed the horses out of town….
whilst these lazy blighters haven’t even woken up yet!
Getting ready for the day ahead……..
Woohoo! My first sighting of flamingos in the wild!