Thursday 9th JuneGot up early and did the final packing, etc. naked while M went off to the hairdresser's by bus. When she telephoned that she was ready I dressed for the two textile travelling days and picked he up on the way to the Portsmouth ferry terminal where we had a long wait as the ferry was delayed by industrial action.
In spite of the delay the Hotel du Phare was still waiting for us.
Friday 10th JuneWoke up to the realisation that I had not requested the car insurance extension for continental use. However we were perfetly legal because of the EC requirement that all vehicle insurance should include minimum legal cover for all EC countries. We decided to delay our journey until I had telephoned our insurance company and extended the full comprehensive cover. I did this from the bedroom while still naked, of course but as a result we had a rather late breakfast and didn't startt out on our journey to Montalivet until almost 10 a.m.
Next to us in the Gironde ferry queue was a classic 1950's Porche complete with the original sloping Volkswagen headlights and Joe Lucas indicators and rear lights.
When we got to Montalivet I was disappointed to find that the classy hotel I had targeted was now a tatty café but the nearby Hotel d'Europe which was still in the middle of its renovations for the season (delayed by local bureaucracy) had a decent restaurant and a comfortable room.
Saturday 11th JuneAs things were very quiet I was able to have a bit of a nude explore in the morning before breakfast, and a bit of shopping in Montalivet market.
As a result we were at Euronat by 10:30 and were booked in and naked by 11 a.m. This early in the season we were able to take possession of our accommodation before the official time of 16:00 hrs.
M was feeling a bit queasy and decided to dress for lunch and forego dinner so I did all the naked shopping and brought back a takeaway from the chacuterie for dinner.
This young lady, pictures a couple of years ago still gives me a very friendly welcome when I shop here.
Sunday 12th JuneA miserable damp morning when I was the only complete nude at the baker's for breakfast rolls and croissants although several of the other men were wearing jumpers and fleeces in “willy dangler” mode.
M still feeling queasy and went back to bed after breakfast so I wandered over to the internet café to post this blog.