March 31 - Easter and pickleball!

No bakeries. A few hours of rain mid-day.

I was going to write about how spring is bursting forth, but that will have to wait until tomorrow, because today we met a most unexpected fellow.

We stopped at Vincent's bar/café/crêperie midmorning. There was one other patron, Francois. His brother, who now lives in the Canary islands, started playing pickleball! Maybe the first person in France to do so. Because it didn't exist already, his brother founded the Federation Français de Pickleball. What are the odds?

We are at a beautiful campsite between the river and the canal. Life is good and we are happy and healthy