Bastille Day

The fireworks last night in Castellane would put most NYE displays to shame. They were huge, and went for about 20 mins in front of 'Le Roc' that towers over the town... so that each time a firework lit the sky, the old church on top of the rock would be illuminated.



After the fireworks, a chanson style band hit the stage, complete with accordions. Meanwhile, in the square, young kids collected snails and raced them... I kid you not!



Today, we went on another 'explore' out of town, but took a wrong turn.

The road led us to a dead end in a tiny town. The town seemed empty, except for a sign that read "Ce ville n'est pas abandonée. " (This village is not abandoned). There wasn't much to do there... we turned around to drive back only to discover the "Holy City" of a cult! We went in to explore, and found two people inside wearing red headbands with the 'ohm' symbol on them. They invited us to come back next week for a guided tour!

Finally, in our attempt to get to the lake, we drove down an unsealed road and straight into a nudist colony! The sign at the top of the road was marked 'Centre Naturisme', and we thought it sounded like where we wanted to be. It wasn't until we saw lots of old dangly bits that we realised we were in the wrong place... Sorry, we didn't take any photos here!