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Sorry I'm so late to Mermay this year! Here's the annual Jose art! Hopefully I'll be able to draw more for mermay this year than I did last year qwq

#mermay #mermay 2023 #mermaid #merman #mer jose #jose manuel #antonia arts

[indigowallbreaker]

squeezing hand for comfort and encouragement from the hand prompts for syldue (any mermaid arrangement you like!

It's Dedue's turn to be a mermaid! This one is kinda canon-adjacent, you could say?

(Taking MerMay Rarepair prompts until the end of May!)

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Some part of Sylvain wondered if he should take his clothes off. He had been standing waist deep in the ocean-- still wearing his jacket, shirt, pants, and sandals-- for some time now. The part of him not wondering about his attire was contemplating the orb in his hand.

The orb was made of translucent green glass, with a turquoise gem suspended in the middle. It weighed almost nothing. Sylvain held it up to the morning sun, watching the way the light cast greenish freckles on the still water around him.

"You disapprove," Sylvain stated.

Not far ahead of him, about where the shore dropped off into deeper water, was Dedue. The merman's long, thick tail was teal, with a jagged stripe of orange and yellow scales around his torso where it met brown skin. His white hair was pulled back with a hairtie Sylvain had gifted him back when they first met.

Dedue frowned at Sylvain's words. "I only worry."

"You're good at that."

"You said yourself that this spell from Annette is temporary," Dedue went on, swimming close enough that he had to lay across the sand. "I know you wish to escape the burdens of your crest, but I worry you will forever mourn a life you cannot get back to."

Sylvain lowered the glass orb. "I can just ask Annette to make more. Or a stronger one. Or even a permanent one, if I gave her enough time!" He said it like it was a joke, but he could tell Dedue saw right through him.

"Remember that life in the ocean has its own struggles."

"I know."

"You will be trading crest problems for other ones."

"Yeah, but..." Sylvain moved forward, the water now up to his thighs. He reached out and took Dedue's hand. "The ocean's got you. That's enough for me."

Dedue's steel grey eyes rounded before he let out a warm chuckle. He squeezed Sylvain's hand. "I am not trying to talk you out of this, you understand. There is much I wish to show you under the ocean."

Sylvain grinned. "Can't wait." He knelt in the water, soaking his clothes with a sense of finality. Taking a deep breath of air-- his last for the next 24 hours-- Sylvain clutched the orb in his hand.

It cracked, fractured, and broke. The gem that had be suspended inside grazed Sylvain's palm.

Pain instantly spiked through Sylvain's chest and he gasped, a sharp thing that only hurt him more. His legs cramped horribly. Shutting his eyes tight, Sylvain grit his teeth, back bowing as he tried to hold in another cry. Dedue was speaking to him but none of the words could make it past the pain.

Squeezing Sylvain's hand again, Dedue pulled Sylvain under the waves.

Cool saltwater instantly soothed Sylvain's body. Dedue pulled Sylvain deeper, until the sand disappeared from under them, and Sylvain unfurled.

A sunset orange tail trailed after him. Slack jawed, Sylvain ran his hand across the delicate scales, marveling at the subtle stripes of turquoise just visible when the tail turned the right way. When he turned his tail the right way. Sylvain flipped his tail giddily. It was so easy to control, as if his torso had always ended in a mermaid's tail.

"It worked!" He exclaimed, probably unnecessarily. "Dedue, I can--"

Dedue kissed him. With one hand against Sylvain's lower back, Dedue wrapped his tail around Sylvain's, lacing their fingers together. Usually their kisses caused one of them to be in some awkward position to accommodate the other; Sylvain kneeling in seashells or Dedue craning his neck up. Sea and land weren't meant to fold together neatly.

This was the closest they had ever been to one another. And it was heaven.

Sylvain rest his free hand on Dedue's shoulder, sinking into the kiss. He wasn't sure if the tail tangling part was a typical mermaid thing or Dedue showing relief that the spell worked-- and he didn't care. Sylvain had water in his lungs, a strong hand in his grip, and Dedue over his mouth. Nothing else mattered in that moment.

It was Dedue who pulled away first. He touched his forehead to Sylvain's, uncurling their tails but still holding Sylvain close. "How do you feel?" He asked.

"Better than ever," Sylvain replied, lips still tingling.

"Good." Dedue drew back with a smile. "Then let us be off. The Duscur Sea awaits."

#fire emblem three houses #sylvain jose gautier #dedue molinaro #syldue #mermay rare pair run #rare pair run #previously i wrote about turning mer Sylvain into a human #the cycle is now complete #softdedue #it's not a requirement but if you had an idea for this one as well i would be ALL EARS

[gastropodjose]

Cooking Tips For Your On The Go Way of life

Cooking Tips For Your On The Go Way of life

Chef Jose Mier gives a refresher course in the basics can be a great financial investment of your time if you are looking to enhance on your cooking skills. However if you are too busy for that, the following pointers can assist you get back to some cooking basics that you might have forgotten or overlooked. Jose Mier fast cooking To get completely browned cookies, use silicone baking mat or…

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#fast food #jose mer #quick cooking #sun valley ca

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HII KIRA KIRA looks at you :] persona names maybe... (feel free to choose from all games, but obviously 5 is the one I know :D)

yeye!! (nick)names from persona 5!!!

Aka, Akan, Akane, Aki, Akim, Akimi, Akimitsu, Akira, Al, Ali, Alice, Ang, Ango, An/Ann/Anne, Aoi, Ama, Amami, Amamiya, Ake, Akechi, Ara, Arai

Car, Caro, Carol, Caroli, Carolin/Carolyn, Caroline, Chi, Chiha, Chihay, Chihaya, Coach

Dem, Demi, Demiu, Demiur, Demiurge, Di, Dir/Dire, Director

En, Ena, Esc, Esca, Escar, Escargo/Escargot

Fu, Futa, Futaba, Fuji, Fujikawa

Go, Goro

Haru, Hi, Hif, Hifu, Hifumi, Has, Hase, Hasega, Hasegawa, Hi/Hii, Hiir, Hiira/Hira, Hiiragi, Hiraguchi, Hy, Hyo, Hyodo

Ichi, Ichiko, Ichiryu, Ichiryusa, Ichiryusai, Igo, Igor, Iss, Isshi, Isshiki, Ichino, Ichinose, Iwa, Iwai

Jo, Jose, Jun, Juny, Junya, Jyu, Jyun, Jul/Jule, Juli/Julie, Julia, Julian, Just, Justi, Justin, Justine

Kas, Kasu, Kasumi, Kaz, Kazu, Kazuya, Ko, Kob, Koba, Kobaya, Kobayaka, Kobayakawa, Koto, Kotone, Kumi, Kun, Kuni, Kunik, Kunika, Kunikaz, Kunikazu, Kuo, Kuon, Kiu, Kiuchi, Kita, Kitaga, Kitagawa, Kamo, Kamoshi, Kamoshida, Kawa, Kawakami, Konoe, Kage, Kageya, Kageyama, Kane, Kaneshi, Kaneshiro, Kat, Kata, Kataya, Katayama, Kabu, Kabura, Kaburagi

Lala

Mak, Mako, Makoto, Mari, Mariko, Masa, Masayo, Masayoshi, Mer, Mero, Merope, Mi, Mika, Miya, Miyako, Morg, Morga, Morgan, Morgana, Moto/Motoh, Motoha, Mune, Munehi, Munehis/Munehise, Munehisa, Mish, Mishi, Mishima, Maru, Maruki, Maki, Makigami, Mifu, Mifune, Mada, Madara, Madarame, Mon, Mont, Monta, Montag, Montagne

Nao, Naoya, Nat, Nats, Natsu/Natsuh, Natsuhi, Natsuhiko, Noge, Nii, Niiji, Niijima, Naka, Nakano, Nakanohara, Natsume

Od, Oda, Oku, Okumu, Okumura, Ohya, Owa, Owada

Pres, Presi, President

Ren, Ru, Rufe, Rufer, Ruferu, Rumi, Ry, Ryu, Ryuji

Sada, Sadayo, Sae, Sei, Seiji, Shadow, Shi, Shibu, Shibus, Shibusa, Shibusawa, Shiho, Shin, Shini, Shinichi, Shiny, Shinya, Shu, Shuz, Shuzo, Si, Siu, So, Soji, Sojiro, Soph, Sophi/Sophie/Sofi/Sofie, Sophia/Sofia, Sugi, Sugimura, Suguru, Sumi, Sumir, Sumire, Saku, Sakura, Su, Suz, Suzu, Suzui, Shira, Shirato, Shiratori, Saka, Sakamo, Sakamoto, Shido

Tae, Tak, Taku, Takuto, Tom, Tomoko, Tor, Tora, Torano, Toranosuke, Take, Takemi, Tan, Tana, Tanaka, Tsu, Tsuda, Taka, Takama, Takamaki, Togo

Ubu, Ubuka, Ubukata

Wakaba

Yu, Yuki/Yuuki, Yukimi, Yusu, Yusuke, Yuji/Yuuji, Yosh, Yoshi, Yoshida, Yoshiza, Yoshizawa

Zen, Zenki, Zenkichi

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[jow99]

L’Escala to Elne

Today was part 1 of ticking off a couple of bucket list items and helping a friend at the same time. For years we’ve talked about putting on a backpack and cycling somewhere for the night and back again the next day.

Jose has ridden into France a couple of times with the fast group and has wanted to do the ride with me. While we were on Odyssey Sam was talking to Jose about an alternate route into France for the Hannibal Tour. It was pretty much the same ride. So voila here we are riding Sam’s proposed new route into France.

The first nearly 30km was a ride we know well and we stopped at a favourite bakery for morning tea. From there for me it was all new. We wound up through vineyards and then passed cork trees and then the road really started going up and down and we were crossing the lower Pyrenees.

It’s amazing how an innocuous backpack that feels like it weighs nothing suddenly doesn’t feel so innocuous once you start climbing. To be fair we had pinches of 10% and above and I was really noticing the 4-5kgs on my back. Jose of course was completely unfazed 🤦‍♀️

At the top we were in France, though unfortunately there was no sign saying so just the French drivers (🙄) and the signs now all being in French. It was a steep descent down and I was very thankful we weren’t going over that way.

Past the steep part of the descent it was then a really lovely roll through vineyards and then we veered off course and rode the 1km to the coast for lunch at Banyuls-sur-mer.

From lunch we started to climb again. By now it was quite hot and there wasn’t much relief on the climb. I did suffer a bit on this climb and had to stop a few times, but I wasn’t suffering enough not to appreciate how beautiful it was, with views out to the ocean.

From the top there were a few sharpish hairpins and then it was a nice descent. The last 17km was a bit interesting. It’s always difficult once you come off the backroads and are making your way into a town. Unfortunately there were a lot of pretty awful road surfaces and by now I was getting tired (and maybe a tad grumpy). I was so happy when we finally arrived at our hotel in Elne.

First order was a drink before heading to our room for a shower and to wash out our kit. Lovely as it was on the bed we did muster ourselves and go for a walk around the old town. It’s a nice little place but not a whole lot to see and the walk ended with a drink near the cathedral.

The part of France we are in is also Catalan, they were even selling Catalan souvenirs where we bought our drinks.

Dinner tonight at the hotel’s restaurant out on the terrace. It was a lovely evening, weather wise. We had the menu of the day, which I’m pretty glad about as others weren’t wholly impressed with their meals.

Now I’m finishing this blog and then I think it will lights out 😴

[jartitameteneis]

Juana Francisca Rubio (Paquita) casada con Jose Bardasano nace en Madrid el 27 de diciembre de 1911 , tiene una hija Maruja y un hijo Jose Luis. Fallece en la misma capital el 28 de enero de 2008 . Fue extraordinaria dibujante e ilustradora de gran personalidad y rica fantasía . Al llegar a Mexico con su marido ilustra e ilumina postales y christmas . Diseña para la moda y los productos de belleza de Sara Glein. Realiza diversas exposiciones.

A Juana Francisca Rubio todos la conocían como Paquita. Esta pintora fue una de las dos únicas mujeres cartelistas en los años de la Guerra Civil, como recordaba un familiar. Paquita murió en su residencia de Madrid a los 96 años. Casada con el pintor José Bardasano, compartió con él los sinsabores de la contienda en Madrid. Allí nació su primera hija, con la cual tuvo que marchar a Valencia al mismo tiempo que el Gobierno republicano era evacuado. Pero cuando tuvo bien situada a su hija, entonces de tres años, se montó a hurtadillas en un camión de verduras y, rodeada de coles, volvió a la capital junto a su esposo.

Bardasano dirigía el taller La Gallofa de las Juventudes Socialistas Unificadas. Allí Paquita diseñaba sus carteles, mientras otras mujeres bordaban banderas republicanas, como recordó hace cuatro años en una entrevista para EL PAÍS. Tenía entonces 92, y sus carteles estaban expuestos en el Círculo de Bellas Artes de Madrid. La muestra, organizada por la Fundación Pablo Iglesias, recogía la obra de otros cartelistas que ilustraron la propaganda durante la Guerra Civil. "Ninguno de los dos éramos cartelistas", recordó entonces Paquita refiriéndose a su esposo y ella, "pero pusimos nuestro arte al servicio de una causa que nos parecía justa". Bardasano intentó alistarse en las filas republicanas, pero las Juventudes Socialistas decidieron que se dedicara a la propaganda. "Estaban cayendo las bombas", recordó su esposa casi seis décadas después, "y ya estaba Pepe haciendo el cartel: Por aquí pasó la barbarie".

Al final de la guerra, Juana Francisca Rubio salió hacia Barcelona con su hija. Allí tomaron un tren hacia Francia, pero fue bombardeado y tuvieron que recorrer a pie la distancia que las separaba de la libertad. Bardasano tuvo menos suerte y terminó en el campo de concentración de la playa de Argeles Sur Mer. Pero Paquita, que ya estaba en París, movió allí sus influencias y consiguió que su esposo se reuniera con ellas. Poco después salieron todos en el buque Sinaia, fletado por el Gobierno de Lázaro Cárdenas para trasladar a los exiliados españoles a México. Allí estuvieron 20 años y nació su segundo hijo. Paquita se dedicó a la ilustración de libros para campañas de alfabetización. La familia regresa a España en 1960. Desde entonces se dedicó a su familia y siguió pintando, aunque en los últimos años sólo dibujaba "de vez en cuando".

Lila Pérez Gil

Texto Hortensia Hernández

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Comme un Homme a La Mer 📸🌅 #style #losangeles #miami #chicago #paris #usa #morocco #casablanca #maroc #amsterdam #photooftheday #memories #instagram #instagood #Marrakesh #brothers #casa #restaurant #fifa #worldcup #virgo #moroccotrip #maghreb #march #selfcare #sunset #laislabonita #casajose #beach (at Casa Jose Darb Bouazza) https://www.instagram.com/p/CpYLirhoosY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#style #losangeles #miami #chicago #paris #usa #morocco #casablanca #maroc #amsterdam #photooftheday #memories #instagram #instagood #marrakesh #brothers #casa #restaurant #fifa #worldcup #virgo #moroccotrip #maghreb #march #selfcare #sunset #laislabonita #casajose #beach

[gxjose01]

Dubai, Port de La Mer

2br with partial marina view

Private beach, pools, marina

15 minutes to Downtown

15 minutes to the Airport

1,200 ft², AED 2,400 per ft²

111 m², € 6.600 per m²

Revenue: AED ~250,000 per annum

SC: AED 16 psf (AED ~19,200 per annum)

Selling for AED 2.9M (EUR ~730k)

ROI: ~8.6% gross

Contact me:

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🎙️ [PODCAST] De mes passions maritimes, et notamment de de mon passé dans la Marine Nationale, il a été question sur France Inter dans l'émission matinale 📻 "Chroniques Littorales" pilotée avec brio par Lamarque Jose Manuel. Pour nous (r)écouter 👇

#stéphane dugast #podcast #mer #entretien #chroniques littorales #france inter #aventure #exploration #voyage #stéphanedugast #podcasting #livre

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Jose giving his shark-dad Carmine a surprise hug!

#mermay #mermay 2023 #mer jose #merman #mermaid #mer carmine #carmine #jose manuel #antonia arts #antonias ocs

[ibonoco]

Summer fragments

Fragments 1 Adios ayer – Jose Padilla Ton absence est un poison qui se répand sur mes nuits longues et interminables, interminables d’ennui, de fatigues, de souvenirs de plages de sable, de soirs d’été, de Tequilas frappées, et d’images aux couleurs délavées… Des couples se promènent pieds nus, en bord de mer, le soleil dans le dos réchauffant leurs épaules ; le flux et le reflux des…

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[evilcrimecase]

Mördad, styckad och tillagad på Thanksgiving

1991, måndagen efter Thanksgiving, började varningsklockorna ringa när William Nelson, en 56-årig deltidsprogrammerare och budbärare från Costa Mesa, Kalifornien, inte dök upp för sitt jobb på Cannon Mortgage Inc. i Tustin. Han delade sitt hem med sin unga fru, 23-åriga Omaima Aree Nelson, en infödd i Egypten som hade flyttat till USA 1986.

Paret hade knutit knuten i en telefonceremoni som förrättades av en egyptisk präst ungefär en månad före Williams försvinnande. Detta var bara fem dagar efter att deras vägar först hade korsats. Men okänd för Omaima, William var fortfarande lagligt gift med sin tidigare make, eftersom deras skilsmässa inte hade avslutats.

Strax efter att William förklarades försvunnen skakade ett skrämmande samtal till Costa Mesa-polisen från en av Omaimas bekanta alla. Omaima hade anlänt till hans tröskel i ett tillstånd av hysteri, nedsmetad i blod och erkänt att hon hade styckat William efter en attack. Hon visade till och med en sopsäck full av mänskliga kvarlevor.

För Jose Esquivel, hennes vän, beskrev Omaima sin historia om att bli bunden, skuren och överfallen av William innan hon lyckades slå ut honom med en lampa. Hon fortsatte med att beskriva hur hon hade skurit William i bitar och kylt hans huvud. I en desperat vädjan sökte Omaima Josés hjälp med att göra sig av med kroppsdelarna och erbjöd honom en betydande summa, men han larmade myndigheterna istället.

När de nådde Nelson-bostaden hälsades de brottsbekämpande tjänstemännen med en fruktansvärd syn. De upptäckte Williams stympade kropp i stora sopsäckar utspridda runt huset och placerade på framsätet på hans bil. Hans huvud, som hittades inne i frysen, och händerna hade kokats i olja.

Den efterföljande arresteringen såg Omaima anklagad för mord av första graden. Under domstolsförhandlingen som följde berättade Jose berättelsen Omaima hade delat med honom. Ett annat vittnesmål från en ex-pojkvän som också hade erkänt mordet bekräftade fallet mot Omaima. Domaren, övertygad av de framlagda bevisen, tillät rättegången att fortsätta. Den offentliga försvararen hävdade att Omaima hade agerat i självförsvar och beskrev henne som ett offer utnyttjat av William.

Rättegången inleddes i december 1992. De inledande uttalandena målade en makaber bild av Omaima som slog William upprepade gånger, knivhögg honom, styckade hans kropp, kokade hans kvarlevor och stoppade resterna i soppåsar och lådor. Försvaret bestred inte Omaimas agerande men uppmanade juryn att överväga hennes mentala tillstånd vid den tiden. De hävdade att hon hade dödat William i självförsvar efter att ha utsatts för hans övergrepp och uppmärksammade hennes historia av att bli offer i Egypten och USA.

Åklagaren bestred dessa påståenden och påpekade bristen på bevis för att stödja anklagelserna om övergrepp av William. De stämplade Omaima som en manipulatör som jagade äldre män, med tidigare fall av att hon rånade män efter att ha lockat dem under sken av intimitet. De föreslog också ekonomisk vinning som motiv, med tanke på att William nyligen hade fått en betydande skilsmässouppgörelse. Ytterligare misstankar uppstod när en granne rapporterade att han hörde konstiga ljud under Thanksgiving-helgen och en del av Williams kvarlevor hittades aldrig.

Omaima, som vittnade till sitt försvar, talade om ett liv plågat av övergrepp, som kulminerade i dödandet av William efter att ha utstått veckor av brutalitet och sexuella övergrepp. Hon skildrade William som en inledningsvis snäll och mild man som förvandlades till en krävande och våldsam partner. Hon redogjorde för sin kamp och desperation för att dölja sina handlingar, inklusive att koka Williams händer för att ta bort hans fingeravtryck.

En psykiater menade dock att sättet på mordet antydde mer än en önskan att dölja ett brott. Han avslöjade Omaimas fixering vid blodets färg och hennes bisarra beteenden under styckningen. Han avslöjade att Omaima erkände att han lagade mat och smakade på delar av Williams kropp som hämnd för överfallet.

Trots Omaimas försvar fann juryn henne skyldig till mord av andra graden. Hon fick maxstraffet på 27 år till livstids fängelse.

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CROIRE SANS DOUTER

JÉSUS A DIT QUE SI ON NE DOUTE PAS, ON VA VOIR DES MIRACLES EXTRAORDINAIRES

MARC 11:20-24 Le matin, en passant, les disciples virent le figuier séché jusqu’aux racines. Pierre, se rappelant ce qui s’était passé, dit à Jésus : Rabbi, regarde, le figuier que tu as maudit a séché. Jésus prit la parole, et leur dit : ayez foi en Dieu. Je vous le dis en vérité, si quelqu’un dit à cette montagne : ôte-toi de là et jette-toi dans la mer, et s’il ne doute point en son cœur, mais croit que ce qu’il dit arrive, il le verra s’accomplir. C’est pourquoi je vous dis : tout ce que vous demanderez en priant, croyez que vous l’avez reçu, et vous le verrez s’accomplir.

BEAUCOUP DE GENS EXAMINENT L’EXTÉRIEUR, LE NATUREL, LE PHYSIQUE ET CELA LES AMÈNE À DOUTER

MARC 6:2-6 Quand le sabbat fut venu, il se mit à enseigner dans la synagogue. Beaucoup de gens qui l’entendirent étaient étonnés et disaient : d’où lui viennent ces choses? Quelle est cette sagesse qui lui a été donnée, et comment de tels miracles se font-ils par ses mains? N’est-ce pas le charpentier, le fils de Marie, le frère de Jacques, de Joses, de Jude et de Simon? et ses sœurs ne sont-elles pas ici parmi nous? Et il était pour eux une occasion de chute. Mais Jésus leur dit : un prophète n’est méprisé que dans sa patrie, parmi ses parents, et dans sa maison. Il ne put faire là aucun miracle, si ce n’est qu’il imposa les mains à quelques malades et les guérit. Et il s’étonnait de leur incrédulité.

IL Y A UNE RÉALITÉ SPIRITUELLE : BEAUCOUP DE GENS PASSENT À CÔTÉ DE LEURS BÉNÉDICTIONS PARCE QU’ILS ONT DOUTÉS

MATTHIEU 14:27-31 Jésus leur dit aussitôt : Rassurez-vous, c’est moi ; n’ayez pas peur! Pierre lui répondit : Seigneur, si c’est toi, ordonne que j’aille vers toi sur les eaux. Et il dit : viens! Pierre sortit de la barque, et marcha sur les eaux, pour aller vers Jésus. Mais, voyant que le vent était fort, il eut peur; et, comme il commençait à enfoncer, il s’écria : Seigneur, sauve-moi! Aussitôt Jésus étendit la main, le saisit, et lui dit : Homme de peu de foi, pourquoi as-tu douté?

JACQUES NOUS DIT NOUS DEVONS DEMANDER SANS DOUTER

JACQUES 1:5-8 Si quelqu’un d’entre vous manque de sagesse, qu’il la demande à Dieu, qui donne à tous simplement et sans reproche, et elle lui sera donnée. Dès qu’il la demande avec foi, sans douter; car celui qui doute est semblable au flot de la mer, agité par le vent et poussé de côté et d’autre. Qu’un tel homme ne s’imagine pas qu’il recevra quelque chose du Seigneur : 8 c’est un homme irrésolu, inconstant dans toutes ses voies.

JÉSUS A SOUVENT RÉPÉTÉ CETTE PAROLE: «SI TU CROIS, TU VERRAS LA GLOIRE DE DIEU»

JEAN 11:40 Jésus lui dit : ne t’ai-je pas dit que, si tu crois, tu verras la gloire de DIEU

GLOIRE SOIT AU PÈRE 🔥 QUI NOUS A CRÉÉ, AU FILS ✝️ QUI NOUS A RACHETÉ, AU SAINT ESPRIT ✨ QUI NOUS SANCTIFIE

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Gone - L’Escala to Grandrieu, France

Wednesday morning we slept in, which wasn’t good as we had heaps to do. In the morning we did a few errands in town and then it was all about packing and cleaning. Jose picked Tessi up in the afternoon and parked her in the caravan park here. They think we’re mad that we live in L’Escala and yet are regularly at the campground.

Late afternoon we did a couple of runs with gear to Tessi. Needless to say we really only managed the very start and the last 13km of Le Tour.

It’s still hot and humid here so at 8pm we collapsed hot and exhausted into the sea before some tapas at one of the local bars for dinner.

I set an alarm for Thursday as we really couldn’t afford to sleep in again 🙄 The morning was spent taking the last things (including bikes) out of the apartment and over to Tessi and doing the final clean. Unfortunately neither of us were feeling flash, something had definitely disagreed with us.

We then left the caravan park, did a run to storage and we were on the road around 1pm. I really enjoyed the drive today. We decided to use the toll ways but it was still very picturesque. We pretty much headed straight up from L’Escala, so went from sea around Narbonne (which is an area it seems Charles Trenet comes from (the man who sang the original La Mer)), passed loads of vineyards and on into the Auvergne, before veering right into the Languedoc-Rousillon region (lots of lovely cows).

Jose had found a very rural caravan park which is really idyllic though a little chilly for us tonight given we’ve gone from the coast to about 1150m. Thankfully whatever was ailing us in the morning has passed.

We had nibbles and dinner outside but then retreated inside to watch the highlights of today’s Tour stage. Today appears to be an aberration and normal temperatures will resume tomorrow.