Hi everyone, guest author Brett here, I thought I'd take a turn at updating you on van adventures a la Francais.
Les Sables d'Olonne is (as expected) a beach town - it has golden sand and a thriving tourist and fishing industry. We were very surprised to see them cleaning the beach of seaweed this morning - I guess they take the 'golden sands' thing pretty seriously. After a solid schedule of shopping and sight seeing, today has been a slow, relaxing break by the sea (so unfortunately there's not much to write home about). We did the laundry and wandered about the market this morning and then after lunch and a wee sangria, the rest of the group wandered about the town while I caught up on a bit of work. I've included a couple of photos taken from the sangria bar - the first is the view out over the water. The second, maybe a little more interesting, is of a dog being walked.........in a stroller. The funniest thing was that as we got our cameras out, the dog looked away as if hiding his face in shame!
There's also a previous day's event that should be reported........I guess it had to happen at some point when in a country where everyone drives on the right hand side of the road. When we were weaving our way through the countryside yesterday, we became a little more desperate to find a town than usual (the fuel guage was sitting near empty and the thought of sleeping in the van didn't appeal to many). With Tony riding shot-gun as point-man, he spotted a gas station as we were about to enter a round-about. Unfortunately, this didn't work out too well as when he pointed left and said 'over there', I turned left.......straight into the round-about off ramp! At the start of the journey I had jokingly said to everyone that it was more fun if you screamed and put your hands in the air - little did I know that I would do something to actually cause a bit of panic. Fortunately, there weren't any cars coming off the round-about at that particular moment so I floored it and we made it back into the correct lane unscathed. I've been forgiven apparently, as I've picked it up reasonably well so far and this was my only offence to date (but it was definitely a hairy few seconds).
Tomorrow we're off again, up to Rennes in Brittany - hopefully the journey will be uneventful.
Les Sables d'Olonne is (as expected) a beach town - it has golden sand and a thriving tourist and fishing industry. We were very surprised to see them cleaning the beach of seaweed this morning - I guess they take the 'golden sands' thing pretty seriously. After a solid schedule of shopping and sight seeing, today has been a slow, relaxing break by the sea (so unfortunately there's not much to write home about). We did the laundry and wandered about the market this morning and then after lunch and a wee sangria, the rest of the group wandered about the town while I caught up on a bit of work. I've included a couple of photos taken from the sangria bar - the first is the view out over the water. The second, maybe a little more interesting, is of a dog being walked.........in a stroller. The funniest thing was that as we got our cameras out, the dog looked away as if hiding his face in shame! 
There's also a previous day's event that should be reported........I guess it had to happen at some point when in a country where everyone drives on the right hand side of the road. When we were weaving our way through the countryside yesterday, we became a little more desperate to find a town than usual (the fuel guage was sitting near empty and the thought of sleeping in the van didn't appeal to many). With Tony riding shot-gun as point-man, he spotted a gas station as we were about to enter a round-about. Unfortunately, this didn't work out too well as when he pointed left and said 'over there', I turned left.......straight into the round-about off ramp! At the start of the journey I had jokingly said to everyone that it was more fun if you screamed and put your hands in the air - little did I know that I would do something to actually cause a bit of panic. Fortunately, there weren't any cars coming off the round-about at that particular moment so I floored it and we made it back into the correct lane unscathed. I've been forgiven apparently, as I've picked it up reasonably well so far and this was my only offence to date (but it was definitely a hairy few seconds).
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