Caca

There are a whole lot of dogs here. There are funny signs about respecting your town and picking up what you've left! Hasn't had a noticeable effect though. Wendy has perfected her Poodar. I like to tease her and almost step in it. Henry walks straight through then says "what?" like we haven't been shouting at him to avoid it. Poor boy though the whole pavement is covered in places like one of those Modern art experiments with new materials. Wendy is very happy that Bella has picked up the poordar gene too.

We are still in St Cyprien but moving on tomorrow. Still haven't arranged where we are going tomorrow. We want to go somewhere more authentic. I'm over sandy beaches, much prefer the more interesting beaches like at Torrevieja in Spain or Portbou where you can swim with the fish and look at interesting nooks.

It has been very quiet here which has been good for us all. It could be nice here with friends as you'd hang out here and chat. People here haven't been very friendly. I said bonjour in the morning and a couple of other things to the man next door with 3 children and nothing. Not a word. Once again there seem to be a good amount of Germans here. It is off season now and so no activities and mostly jusy depresed people wandering around who couldn't afford a decent holiday somewhere nice. Oh, like us. Ha ha.

Today we walked around for 4 hours or so. Haven't found any cafes here with coffee which is weird, I thought French were very into coffee. So we are doing an enforced detox, until we find it again. I haven't had coffee for 2 days and have had some amazing headaches. The last of the Tylenol is finshed...aaarrrgh. We haven't even got tea. Have had to revert to Coke with it's 52 chemicals and 1/3 sugar.

We missed the rugby last night had to suffice with text updates on the lap top. We had planned to watch France play NZ at a local bar but it got too late for the littles. Gutted about the result even though I don't normally follow it. I couldn't gloat heartlessly to the unfriendly guy next door and have had to try and avoid him.

We saw a live Octopus last night at the harbour looking like a blog of jelly lying on a rock. Hen loved that.

Tomorrow we aim to get the f!@# out of here to some place nice. Carcassonne is calling with it's great sounding castle. Hopefully it will not be as bad as it sounds in high season. Packed with tourists at 30C is not my idea of a nice holiday.