Fontenay le Comte

The rain carried on overnight, so I just sit and read. By lunchtime, it has stopped, so I go out for a stroll, following part of the suggested short (10mile) trip. But it's not just fair weather cloud after rain — the cumulus develops into squally showers, some with hail. I get drenched, but at least it's not too cold.

By the time I get back to the hotel, having re-supplied for the morrow, it's bright and sunny, so I end up sitting on the verandah in shorts and T-shirt. I'm in two minds about whether to take up the offer to carry me and my bike as well as the luggage.

Dinner is marbré du canard avec foie gras and pavé de boeuf, followed by tart tatin. And a pichet of the local red.