Well, there we where head down and fast asleep on the 3rd night in the sleepy village of La Forgeux.
What is it about boules that excites the young to play music and shout. Give them their due come 2am it stopped.
Didn’t stop us though as we set off at 4am to tackle them there hills getting in our way to Montpellier. A stop at Mende for a wash and brush up and a coffee. It’s great the be able to sit outside the cafe and soak in the rays.