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What a difference a day makes!

Day 12  Fri 26.7.19
It was cool!  
Fabulous!  
We woke up to drizzle.  I never thought I liked rain so much!
So we hung around the campsite all morning, chatting, and then went to Leclerc’s for dinner again.  
Lasagne, fried pommes de terre, courgettes, and  a drink.  Delicious!  All for about 15 Euros for us both.  Not bad.  
Today, it was so much more busy than yesterday in Leclerc’s.  
We chatted to a French family in the queue.  They sort of jumped the queue a bit on us, but we forgave them, and engaged in some small talk.  
They (mum & dad, and 3 kids) had climbed a 3000m peak yesterday.  No wonder they looked thin.
I asked him what the French think about Brexit.  He thinks that some people in France are ok with it, but others are really worried, particularly in the northern provinces.  
We stayed in Leclerc’s for about 4 hours.  
This time it was for the exact opposite reason from yesterday's reason.  It was because it was cold, wet, and a thunder storm was going on.
When we came out, the temperatures inside the van were 25, and outside 19.  
Half the temperatures of 24 hours earlier.

Half of those 24 hours earlier!  
Went back to our campsite and played Rummikub for the evening.

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