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It was a cloudy but nice day in Gargas [Gargas, Vaucluse].

An actual breakfast, like I had so few in the last five months, a barbecue lunch, and an afternoon spent in the swimming pool, where we all seemed to be back to elementary school, throwing balls and discs and all.

In the night, the rain forced us to an emergency relocation in the garage, including the videoprojector and screen for the obligatory karaoke.

In an interesting mirror of the second day of The Great European Train Tour, the second-to-last day was a kind of a break day, spent at a friend’s place.

One more to go.