Early morning start into a brutally brought morning sun. Southwest to the sea and then down the cost.

Narbonne plage is a typical long seaside town. Wednesday is market day. Al most a km long, walked through, with everything from chickens on a spit to cosmetics.

Now at the edge of the hills before the Pyrenees and courbiers. The plages are, of course, by the sea and connected in some cases only by D roads, now will talk hills. Not hard as wind is mercifully light. Lunch at the beautiful Leucate Plage.

Today a ride of diverse surfaces and environs. Rocks, ridge, rives des arbres along the canal. Roads through the Plage towns, cycle paths between the towns, hills, small fine forest.

Could have made it to Perpignan but as I am a day or two ahead of plan I decided to stay in a beach town and enter, that is take a plunge in the water,the Mediterranean,been a long time.

Water is a perfect temperature though a bit salty. Drops fast. Thousands we similarly plunging. Then the usual Plage activities, look at the resort wear shops, check out the menus for the evening, have some ice cream at a table and watch those on holiday pass by.

The hotel, a very good two star this time, is right on the beach. Photo from room.

By the time I came down for dinner, washing up after my plunge, a full market has been set up. Marché de la nuit. Poof it is in place. Maybe a
Hundred vendors.

Dinner. They sure know how to make soupe de Poisson here. In addition to the rouille, red the way I like it, and cheese they included raw garlic to run on the toasts. Perfect broth.

Oysters. No need to say more than that they were fresh. I think they were best with both the red vinegar and fresh lemon.

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