Saleilles, France
Another standstill day, another lovely sunrise and another lie in.
By lunchtime all the other vans have gone, leaving us all alone. It's a bit cloudy in the afternoon and humid as if a storm is brewing, but by mid afternoon the Marin wind is blowing hard again keeping things nicely cool.
Ali tidies the lockers and cupboards and soogees down Mary*Lou's bodywork to remove some of the dust of five weeks on the road.
Dinner is pasta and a bottle of Freddies Red.
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