It's Not Nice

I've made decison and it feels right. My original route took me down the Rhone and across Provence to miss the Alps. It all sounded so sensible. But then common sense prevailed. Common knowledge has it that all of France goes on holiday in August and they head south. The weather map shows 40 deg C heat. The roads will be chocker-block and the campsites full. Only a fool would go there by choice, so I choose the Alps.

Of course, Antonia has offered a place to stay in Nice so Sally and I will come back that way. She will fly on and I will mosey on home. But by then it will be September and everyone will have left.