Perpignan is but a brief and colourful memory, as we make our way back north towards the roman influenced Nîmes. But like most highways, this road is nothing but tedious and dull.
On a whim we decide to take a detour and head for the ocean. We pick Cap d’Agde on our map, not knowing what we’ll find. We stumble on yet another sleepy seaside town, vaguely preparing for an onslaught of vacationers to descend a few weeks from now. The mighty hordes of July. The wild ones.
After lunch we walk to the beach.
To dip a finger or two in the Mediterranean Sea.