Had a few hours off while discharging in France, enough to take the trusty 6 speed Huffy ashore and plunder the local village. Managed to end up at a fine little establishment, and made out quite well after pointing at random shit on the menu.
Good ass Tiger Prawns, endless bread, glass of wine. Spot ON.
"Sweets, monsieur?". Oui. Out comes this PROPER apple pie. well done, France.
Beach
Hit some weather on the way out. 75kt gusts.
