Yay hoo! It's time for some lovely holiday posts. We're back from a week's break in the sunny South of France. Naturally we spent our time doing leisurely 10km runs up and down the mountainside, brushing up on our French by taking in the odd socio-political lecture at the local university, and examining the fragile and diverse eco-systems of local lakes. Er, and also we slept late, ate lots of cheese, and drank the town dry of wine.
We did a lot of picnicking. I dearly love a picnic. There's something about eating in the open air which makes all food taste just that little bit better - even sandwiches take on a kind of exotic quality when they're enjoyed al fresco. Because of that, I don't hold with fancy picnics - simple, easily-transportable foods are all you need. And luckily, we had a local bakery and fresh produce market on our doorstep, which were the perfect places to satisfy all our picnic requirements.
Spot the difference:
Picnic day one -
Picnic day five -
Bread, cheese, fresh tomatoes - and nothing else. Bliss.
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