Huttopia - Huttopia

Kathrin was here 30 years ago. And there's a big pile of sand near Arcachon. She was on it. So we got back in the car and drove there. La Dune de Pilat. Or La Dune de Pylat. The road signs don't agree!

In Rome 30 years ago, you could just drive into St. Peter's Basilica. Today there's a security gate and hours of waiting. It's not quite as bad at the Dune. But we weren't actually the only ones who wanted to climb Mount Sand. Huge parking lot, lined with giant pines, with an entrance fee and toilets. A restaurant chain is also being built there in the sand.

The young people went over it once and into the sea on the other side. Kathrin and I had decided to conquer the length of the mountain along the ridge. But then we didn't. Too much sun, too long a stretch.

Then it was time to get some fuel, both for the vehicle and for the dangers. Not so easy. So petrol station. In Germany, it feels like it's easier to find one. But even pizza in Arcachon at 16:00 is an impossibility. So chips. It's actually called French fries. And we like to share with our neighbors. Here they're called frites. Mayo is called blanc. Ergo: Frites blanc, s'il vous plaites. Merci.

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