Another fine Meze

Yesterday, after lunch, we decided to pootle down by car to Marseillan, another pretty town on the Étang. Just 20 minutes. Nice town, but being Sunday, almost everything was closed. So, swimming kit at the ready, we headed for Marseillan Plage, the beach.

We drove bloody miles to get to the beach, and when we got there it was huge and trippery.

“Non! Pas pour nous!”

Trying to find my way back, I took the road to Montpellier, not realising this would take us across the long spit separating the Étang from the Med, adding 30km to our journey.

Merde!