Return of the prodigal

Marcus turned up, having been in the Hotel des trois couronnes in Carcassonne the same time as me and Robert and Frank on Saturday - we just didn't spot each other - 

He was en route to La Franqui to clear out of the appartment there, which he and Corella have sold. Naturally I went too.  Fond memories for many Esperazannaise, who have stayed there over the years; all a bit sad but other projects beckon.

Lunch in that smashing sea-front fish restraurant which was great for me but a bit rough on Marcus, who dosn't eat fish... he watched me having a feast (platter fruits de mer, brochette de noix de St Jacques) and this rhum baba, perhaps a reference to the anit-covid injections?

This is me shadow dancing on the deserted beach (after the rhum baba) and below, amazing sunset on the mountains on the way home.