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| Post mortem specimen of La Grande Crise du Groinal de Provence-Variant numero trois |
Back on the trail with a supply of bread, cheese, salami and ham-initial push up mountain then flat walk through fields of lavender-straight out of Cezanne or one of those other French dudes-lunch at village square at Roumoules. Then tragedy strikes-my loyal Sherpa is struck down with what is known locally as: “La Grande Crise du Groinal de Provence-Variant numero trois”(the worst sort)-through sheer willpower and the promise of free ice cream she hobbles into Riez. We find our B&B and fortunately I only have to carry our bags up 3 flights of spiral staircase-we collapse totally spent and only get up in order to consume a mere 5 course dinner.
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