After our pleasent tootle through farmland and rolling hills we decided to head to an Aire de Service in Albi. Geoffs first mistake….. our plan was to cruise in, pop Berty into this lush sounding spot right behind the cathedral, and have a stroll round the city. What actually happened was that we got instantly lost. Then followed a jolly couple of ours of hideously narrow, one way streets. After having driven round the cathedral a billion times we plugged to address into the phone. The place basically wasn’t there. Much cursing later we found an Aire. We would have been forgiven for missing it as it was a small piece of scrubland on ghe side of the road. Hot, scratchy and hungry, I prized my hands off the wheel. Geoff eased a kink in his back. All three squeakers leaped out brightly demanding food and skipping along the filthy, dog crud infested pavements!

Slept surprisingly well, and our spirits revived by the morning sun, we walked into town and looks at the HUGE cathedral.

The town of Pink Garlic! Very pretty, and had streets like Diagon Alley! Also a nice horse and man statue!

First stop on our tester trip in Berty. A smooth ride from home after overcoming a couple of small issues concerning pumping up the suspension and filling the ‘wasser’ tank! We stopped at the market in Lavaur for strawberries. Rio bleated a bit, wondering why we hadn’t got to the happy campsite  with the pool and bouncy castle. Geoff obviously did not clarify the nature of this trip. His idea is to mouche along free camping and checking out some wild swimming spot! Ha! In a small moment of madness I thought to leave the pads behing. Geoff went a bit white when he heard this, and luckily they are secreted in the charging spot under my seat in case of emergencies. Having got our strawbs we found a suitably dog poo infested spot to eat them. (Not Pip”s,  though Rio did ask why we bothered scooping as no one else does!!)