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a photo of her at the waters edge. When we get there John rolls up his trousers and wades in keeping sandals on because of the stones. Big telling off. Irresponsible treatment of an expensive pair of leather sandals. Sheila takes charge of them and supervises their drying and restitution for the rest of the afternoon. John feels like an admonished child and tries not to do anything else naughty. Back in our room we decide the best cure for John’s knee (and naughty behaviour) is a shower, chocolate, and the rest of the afternoon in or beside the hotel pool.
Suitably relaxed we adjourn for aperitifs and dinner. We stay up tonight for the late evening show. Once it is fully dark there is classical music played from loudspeakers around St Chély; and the village, bridge, river and cliffs around the cirque are subtly floodlit. We wander down to the bridge with other residents for this son et lumière performance. Sheila decides, “It is very special and well worth a two-day stop”. John agrees. Not too many, but some thing come up so often in the course of our cycle touring that it is not worth writing them out in full each time: Click on any photo to enlarge and scroll through gallery
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