Lou Calamaire

A couple of weeks ago Sander and me decided we needed a break from work and wanted a night out. Jake (my brother) didn't want to drive us into the center of Beziers, but suggested that we go to Lou Calamaire instead, which is just outside the center and he would be happy to drive us there. Seeing as we now didn't have much choice, we said it was fine and got in the car, not really knowing what to expect.

Béziers Plage.

 While Lisa, Simon and Becca were here, all went out for dinner at Beziers Plage. Pretty ironic seeing as Beziers Plage is neither a "plage" nor in Beziers. It's down a lot of little winding country roads that are near impossible to navigate through, especially at night. When you finally find the car park, you're welcomed by a man on a horse and shown to a parking space. There are bouncers at the entrance, so once they've let you through, you walk down a little wooden path through the woods, lit up with round lamps. As soon as you reach the main area, you'll notice that there are a lot of bar areas and a restaurant. There's loads of place to sit and it's all outside.

Roquebrun means paradise.

There's a little town somewhere in the South of France called Roquebrun, and since moving here 15 years ago, it's always been one of my favourite places.

I went there recently with Sander and my family, and it reminded me of all of the wonderful photos I took the last time I was there, so decided it was time to write about this place.