We went to the Camargue today, basically a big flat salt pan on the Mediterranean, and it was nice. Nice, but, I always think, somewhat dull. The towns, like the one pictured, are nice and it's not at all a bad area and yet I can never stop myself thinking of East Anglia.

I suppose it is more interesting than the Fenlands though, we saw some pink flamingoes, some bright white horses and some jet black bulls on the plains; it was a nice way to spend an afternoon after all...

Tomorrow I've got the car back so who know where it'll take me, I'm not thinking of anything big though...