Woke with a slightly muzzy head. The camp rules were we had to be away by 10.00 am. So although we didn't put the awning out etc. it was still going to be a rush. The site did not sell fresh bread, but the guy in the bar said there was a shop 200 meters outside the site that did. He gave directions, which I thought I followed, but after 10 mins walking found no shops of any sort. So I turned back and we had toast from yesterdays bread. It annoyed me that I had wasted valuable time. We got away by 10.00 though as this was the camp rule. Very bossy lot. The road to the Italian border is through the mountains and there are lots of tunnels. The traffic coming from France to Italy was being separated he lorrys stopped and cars being diverted. The queues went back for miles, thank goodness it wasn't our side. Although we had lanned to camp in Lavendou I had seen a site in Cavalaire-sur-Mer, which is no a hillside overlooking the town and sea. We found it easily, but the entrance was a bit difficult and rather steep, but we did get in. The placements are nice and big and well shaded. The only draw back is having to climb 30 odd steps to get to the loos. We had a look round the harbour and a drink in one of the bars. Sophie was amased by the fish in the harbour that kept jumping out of the water. Some people were feeding them bread.
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