Nimes

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Next was Nimes via St Tropez (again $$$, but a bit more personal). Nimes was a porta loo and our dodgy hotel was the big lump of shit in the bottom that smelt! Never the less it was only for one night - thank goodness! Alicia and I sat down to dinner in the hotel restaurant, accompanied by 3 festy rabid dogs and 1 feral cat waiting for scraps. I gave them half of my steak in order to: a) stop a dog from humping Alicia's leg and, b) tearing me to pieces! (And I am not exaggerating!) Glad to leave town before the next gust of wind blew the motel over!

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