The last day in our rented house and the time seems to have gone by in a flash. It;s another clear day and knowing that it will hit 30 degrees this afternoon we have to decide what to do.
The decision is back to the coast, this time to Cassis, just east of Marseilles. This turns out to be packed with holidaymakers, tourists and cruseship-istas.
We managed to drive in but even parking the bikes would be a problem and getting out of town becomes our priority. Luckily we see signs for the La Route des Crêtes (Crest Road) along the coast to the east which turns out to be quite spectacular.
The next town La Ciotal, turns out to be much more of a working port and far less overcrowded and we can park on the quay.
The oddly named Red Sea give us a first rate lunch of moule frite (mussels and chips) and several very welcome glasses of Perrier. Mary found a new friend there (a lady from Lyon).
A short walk around the quay and we reluctantly get done up in the gear for a return trip around the Route des Crêtes (just as spectacular) and so back to St Remy. Very hot by the time we get there.
We're still none the wiser what the attraction of these Mediteranian towns is, Waiheke Island seems far, far more attractive.