One of our trips this summer was going camping in Southern France near Narbonne. We stayed at two camping sites, the first one being the one in the picture below and the second one near another smaller village who’s name has escaped me.
I won’t write too much because there is quite a few pictures for this post.
A little scrabble playing followed by some nice Tomme cheese and wine, if you happen to come across this French cheese I do recommend trying it.
We had a great time at this beach and hardly anyone was around, I guess it was still a bit cold for the locals, but not for us. The water was fantastic.
In the city of Narbonne for some grub, notice the chorizo in our salad, well it’s because we are in the part of France where Spanish and French cooking hold hands like back in middle school when you held hands with your first crush, but didn’t really want any of your friends to know, sort of like that. No one really mentions how good the food is in Southern France…Frenchies, they like to keep the good stuff for themselves.
and some more wine.
Then we had a visitor in the dead on night and yes it had me jumping around the camp site like a little sissy broken hand…help,help,help me L.
Leaving Narbonne and heading to our new campsite.
Below is a picture of the Catalan flag proudly flying in France.
Some sightseeing. Below is the oldest lookout point/Fort that kept getting a change of ownership between the French and Spanish.
As you can see…he who posses the fort has eyes of a thousand troops.
An Abby we visited, which name I can’t remember, I’ll ask L and update the blog later.
Below is the longest and tallest aqueduct built by the Romans, Pont du Gard.
Can everyone see L standing below the arch.
Heading towards the city of Avignon
this concludes our tour…until next time.