Our first pit stop in France, a brief chance to stretch our legs and use the amenities.
Travelling through France late in the evening and night of Bastille Day has been strangely serene. The coach has been calm with many a passenger, student and staff, falling asleep. The French countryside whizzing past in the darkness occasionally interrupted by the voice command of the GPS or the flash of light and beauty of a distant firework.
Pit stop finished, back on to the road and heading Spainwards. Next stop will be in the morning sunshine.