A vacation in spring. The journey to the South of France wasn't quite good. We got a problem with our caravan. On the highway, some French fucker made an offensive gesture  (I do not hate French people, but I sure hate this guy). In return, we did the same thing. After that, the guy got crazy. He tries to push us from the road a little. So my father evades the bastard, taking the caravan in a shitty slide. Then, the fucker was gone. But our caravan was still going from left to right, and back. Very rapidly too. To prevent a crash with the crash barrier my dad stepped on the brakes. The car was standing still, but the caravan was still sliding. With a big bang we thought our vacation was over. Fortunately, we could take some stuff out of the caravan, and stuff it in the car. We finally arrived at the Mediterranean. Since our caravan was broken, we got ourselves a nice little house. We had a great view. But strong winds. Anyway the beach there was called La Favière. It wasn't a very clean beach. That's because of springtime. Fish lay eggs, yelly fish shit all around the place and seagrass gets loose.

As we were strolling down the beach, we saw a dead fish. Wish I had seen it alive. Anyway, as you can see, it's pretty dead.

La Favière: Dangerous jelly-fish

La Favière: Other sightings

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