Walk round Le Lavandou Saturday 5th Sept

The road from Cavalaire to Lavandou hugs the coast and at times shows how dramatic the coastline can be. High in places and low in others with coves and strands alternating along its length. It is very popular now, as is evidenced by the hundreds of cars parked along the road for miles and miles

The port at Bormes les Mimosas


We drove to the Port at Bormes les Mimosas, just past La Faviere, which links to Le Lavandou. We walked back along the beach path towards Lavandou. Sophie sadly was not impressed as she was only a few metres from the sea and was not allowed in. We stopped for lunch of Moules Frites in the sunshine on the edge of the beach.




Since we had booked Sophie into the dog carer for Monday we decided to check out a couple of other beaches on the way back. La Fosset and Aiguabelle. Both nice coves. Back to camp for a shower and change and then back to Lavandou for our promised 'honeymoon' dinner.

Well we walked round and round looking for a suitable restaurant. I recalled Chez Zete, but it was inside. Most of the restaurants were full. Nicky decided she wanted Dorade (a local fish) so we looked for a suitable place. A restaurant with tables free were offering Dorade at 20 euros? half as much again as the others. We went round again, Nicky suggesting I wanted to go to Chez Zete, which was inside and didn't offer Dorade. After the third tour I was getting cross; I admit it; and Nicky was getting cross. Divorce not celebration seemed the likely outcome.


However Sense prevailed and we chose a nice restaurant in a back street offering Dorade and with a couple of free tables outside. I went to a free table and wait for the waitress. A fellow walked past me into the restaurant and then he came out with the waitress. I asked for a table and she said they were all taken I looked puzzled and then then the other seven members of this guys party turned up and took both free tables!! There comes a point to me when anger just seems silly. We found a table at another restaurant who were offering Dorade a- bit expensive , but by now we didn't care.

Suddenly the fellow at the next table made us aware of him as he called the waitress over. Although she had shown us to the table, she had completely forgotten us! She came with Menus. 20 mins later we called her to give her our order again she had forgotten us and apologised. They had sold out of Dorade!! It became a joke. An hour and a half after sitting down we got our meal and our neighbouring table left. By now we are nearly the last people in the place three or four other couples who arrived long after us had also finished and left! The waitress didn't charge for my wine or coffee, but frankly that didn't make the evening a success. To cap it all we got back to the camp site after curfew and had to leave the car in the carpark outside and walk back to the caravan. Fortunately humour won the day.