Photos

Our lovely campsite. Note - camping chair and billy can still in tact. Note: photos have no sound. The 20.30 to Lecce was whizzing past.






The Piazza in Ascoli Picena.








Kara in Carcassone. We were disappointed to discover that much of Carcassone is a 19th century reconstruction. My wife on the other hand is the genuine article.






My husband claims that the local women "like a bit of pale blonde action". You can be the judge...hot or not?











We treated ourselves to dinner out in France. This was what we ate. Cassoulet. A lot of good ducks died to bring you this photograph.










Our peasant lunch on our walk.

Note: Martin is holding a carton of fruit juice in his hand. Kara should be so lucky otherwise.








Alet Les Bains, where we stayed.








Beautiful mountains, shopping mall and McDonalds...we must be in Andorra...







Martin's travelling companions, left to right in order of intelligence, on the French side of the Pyrenees to McDonalds.