Bog roll, laundry liquid and a few bits like decent beer and wine for tent erecting duties.
Simon went in first, and came out with four of the largest toilet rolls I've ever seen, smallest he could get apparently. I had been chatting to a group of French motor bikers, basically doing what we were but more quickly :)
I went in, got chips for my salt needs, beer for tent pitching and a small bottle of Cotes Du Rhone for later
I came out to find Simon firmly ensconced with his French boyfriend, suspected he was looking to leave so packed up and made a move.
Just as we were leaving, a legume disaster - a woman leaving the market lost peas (in a jar) and sauce from a box she had on her trolley. We stopped, Simon held my bike and I picked up her other bits and pieces, re boxed them, accepted her thanks and we rode the 2k to the campground. I can be helpful in French now as well :)
So, we have arrived, made camp, about to do washing and have dinner. I suspect an early night, but dinner awaits...
Dinner did await, but so did the Green Goddess. Simon has obviously been away from home far too long, and has taken matters into, erm, you know. Meet the Green Goddess.,,
Yes, that's the cafe at the camping ground, Simon had bought a date..,
And then, when she becomes non compliant, she is disposed of - it was not an easy thing to watch. The sheer cruelty, oh the humanity of it all - pass the wine please :)
Thankfully dinner, comprising salad du magret fume, or smoked duck salad and frites
and a lovely and well executed Tarte Tatin
more than made up for the abhorrent inflatable behaviour. I'm ashamed to have been a part of it at all.
Question: how many NZ camping grounds serve beer and wine, can produce a great duck salad with lovely fries and a very good Tarte Tartin and all for under $NZD40?
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