We have taken the plunge and came in gruissan plage by the marina at the 4 vents aire.
Surprisingly we have never been here so wondering what all the fuss is about.
It didn't start off great with a removable barrier which the wife removed and replaced. (Experienced with french Aires) we later read this was ok to do.
Fathomed out to pay at the kiosk in the morning to the non English speaking but helpful madame who told us "market day"
They park territorially here. Protect their external space as if it were an Englishman's castle. Deck chairs astro turf cones motorbikes trailers pushbikes etc.
This meant us pulling behind a German couple with a stunning wife. No idea what sort ofotorhome it was and couldn't pick the hubby out in a crowd.
Gave us an early negative vibe but finished off Dave the death inducing Scorpion fish and went for a walk. Stunning harbour and full of restaurants charging far too much with a couple of nearly affordable ones for an ultra special occasion and the Kings Coronation did not satisfy the suavecarve walletometer.
Woke up an a space round the outside (prime position) appeared and like a German with a towel we shot in there to the annoyance of nobody apart from the miserable french gits we are next to, but their strategically placed trailer is now protecting our garden as you could easily get a motorhome in between us.
So market this morning. Jeez have prices gone up. 3 euros for a small round of sheep's cheese ! We left empty handed. But noted the Cave Cooperative with wine at 2.65 a litre fill your own bucket from a petrol pump. Still too early for us to stock up.
Warmish this morning but decided to cycle into Narbonne 17kms and following 2 canals. It had to be bliss.
Easily and without any hesitation this is a pig of a ride. Getting out of gruissan is ok. Then a stretch of road but Q. Turn left dirt track to 2nd canal. Here you will find single pathway so someone has to pull over. Belgium cobbles. Tree roots, loose gravel, rutted rock, dismembered rock, sand, loose big twigs across the road, but it is flat. Top speed 15kph as you tried to choose the best line through the incessant obstacles.
Mountain bike with big tyres and excellent suspension required.
Mate of mine wanted some Dolce and Gabbana "light blue" which he tells us his birthday present for wife.
We find a perfume shop for first since being out here and they have it. 117 euros !!!!! He even said "How **""""""much?" So a quick WhatsApp to one of my team currently in Nepal was sorted.
We went for our weekly holiday expense of a dirty kebab at lunchtime and sober. Sat next to this large lady. Saw hers turn up and it was massive. It was at least a foot across and circular stuffed with multi reheated lamb and she had chips ! Forgetting other people can speak English words similar to "oh dear, that seems rather large I wonder where she's going to put it" to which the lady replied "I love these" in nigh on perfect English. Anyway she couldn't quite finish it.
Quick trip to unusual cathedral and no success buying extra data card for phone meant the gauntlet of the canal de puncture probability had to be returned upon and seeing a 97.5 kilo carp just landed (I saw the weight and presume kilos) and then to the north beach you can drive or cycle on (height barrier) before returning to ice cream and taking a photo of our pitch protector
Surprisingly we have never been here so wondering what all the fuss is about.
It didn't start off great with a removable barrier which the wife removed and replaced. (Experienced with french Aires) we later read this was ok to do.
Fathomed out to pay at the kiosk in the morning to the non English speaking but helpful madame who told us "market day"
They park territorially here. Protect their external space as if it were an Englishman's castle. Deck chairs astro turf cones motorbikes trailers pushbikes etc.
This meant us pulling behind a German couple with a stunning wife. No idea what sort ofotorhome it was and couldn't pick the hubby out in a crowd.
Gave us an early negative vibe but finished off Dave the death inducing Scorpion fish and went for a walk. Stunning harbour and full of restaurants charging far too much with a couple of nearly affordable ones for an ultra special occasion and the Kings Coronation did not satisfy the suavecarve walletometer.
Woke up an a space round the outside (prime position) appeared and like a German with a towel we shot in there to the annoyance of nobody apart from the miserable french gits we are next to, but their strategically placed trailer is now protecting our garden as you could easily get a motorhome in between us.
So market this morning. Jeez have prices gone up. 3 euros for a small round of sheep's cheese ! We left empty handed. But noted the Cave Cooperative with wine at 2.65 a litre fill your own bucket from a petrol pump. Still too early for us to stock up.
Warmish this morning but decided to cycle into Narbonne 17kms and following 2 canals. It had to be bliss.
Easily and without any hesitation this is a pig of a ride. Getting out of gruissan is ok. Then a stretch of road but Q. Turn left dirt track to 2nd canal. Here you will find single pathway so someone has to pull over. Belgium cobbles. Tree roots, loose gravel, rutted rock, dismembered rock, sand, loose big twigs across the road, but it is flat. Top speed 15kph as you tried to choose the best line through the incessant obstacles.
Mountain bike with big tyres and excellent suspension required.
Mate of mine wanted some Dolce and Gabbana "light blue" which he tells us his birthday present for wife.
We find a perfume shop for first since being out here and they have it. 117 euros !!!!! He even said "How **""""""much?" So a quick WhatsApp to one of my team currently in Nepal was sorted.
We went for our weekly holiday expense of a dirty kebab at lunchtime and sober. Sat next to this large lady. Saw hers turn up and it was massive. It was at least a foot across and circular stuffed with multi reheated lamb and she had chips ! Forgetting other people can speak English words similar to "oh dear, that seems rather large I wonder where she's going to put it" to which the lady replied "I love these" in nigh on perfect English. Anyway she couldn't quite finish it.
Quick trip to unusual cathedral and no success buying extra data card for phone meant the gauntlet of the canal de puncture probability had to be returned upon and seeing a 97.5 kilo carp just landed (I saw the weight and presume kilos) and then to the north beach you can drive or cycle on (height barrier) before returning to ice cream and taking a photo of our pitch protector
