We had heard so much about San Sebastian in Spain and it was only an hours drive from Hossegor so that was our next stop. The drive past the pine forests was great. I love seeing them from afar and it looking so natural but then when you drive by you notice that all of the trees have been planted in straight lines and it suddenly looks so orderly.
We worked out pretty quickly that Spain is much cheaper than France – everything from food to shoes (damn I didn’t find a pair!). The old town was really nice and the main beach was beautiful with the island in the bay.
Another place on our big list of places to go was the Pyrenees. A good starting point was Pau. It was here that Michael got his haircut and instead of a no.2 Stephane gave him a no.1 so for a few days he looked like a skinhead and I had to make him shave everyday to make it look a little better.
We had planned to stay a night at Laruns but when we arrived to the little village in the valley there was nothing open (yes, it was 2pm again) and all of the hotels had not opened for the year yet. So we went on a drive to Cauterets through Lourdes, and no we did not throw holy water on Lily. There were only two hotels and a couple of restaurants opened in Cauterets with the rest of the town opening up in December for the ski season. It was quite breathtaking with all of the mountains surrounding the village. The mountains had a little bit of snow on their peaks which made up for it being so cold.

Unfortunately with Lily we couldn’t do any walks (well we could have but she is getting too heavy to carry for long periods) so we were limited to driving instead. The winding roads took us through the mountains up towards Cirque de Gavarnie and the scenery was absolutely spectacular. 

Since a few of the mountain passes were closed due to ice we took the safe option and drove the motorway to Foix. Ho hum not much to see there apart from a castle which stands guard over the town.
It was a great coincidence that my cousin Warren and his girlfriend Merci were staying near Carcassonne for the week and we just happened to be there at the same time. It was great to catch up with them since I had not seen Warren for a couple of years as he has been living in London. They took us to a great restaurant in nearby Minerve and the food was absolutely divine – I didn’t actually think we would get to take Lily to a Michelin star restaurant but she was so well behaved even though one of the waitresses paid her no attention. We stayed the night with them in LaRedonte and Warren is convinced that Lily has the Lum nose!
The old city of Carcassonne 
Lily with Warren and Merci 
After a lunch stop at Aigues Mortes, we spoilt ourselves on our last night of the roadtrip with a four star hotel in Arles, home to Vincent Van Gogh for a time. Unfortunately we were there on a Monday so everything was closed. We did get to see the café thought to be painted by Van Gogh in ‘Café Terrace at Night’ and I ate the best palmier since being in France.
The four of us (including Monty) are back in our villa now and it is good to be back. As much as we enjoyed being on the road for four weeks it is nice to be in the one place for a while and I think Michael had had enough of being our pack horse. Yesterday at home Lily seemed to get bored so we took her to Carrefour to people watch and get supplies – she got used to being on the move and seeing loads in a day but at least here she can enjoy homecooked meals instead of jar food. I think she appreciates all of the space here since she is rolling around everywhere and trying to crawl but not really getting anywhere…yet.
Having said that we are not in Provence for long, on Sunday we head to Lake Como in Italy for a few days in Bellagio.
Also, through much deliberation we’ve agreed that at some point we need to get back to reality so we will be home on 12 December. I can’t believe it is almost time to come home…..