Well it started off ok, packing up and getting ready to leave Saumur and head off to the coast. We had looked at a few sites near La Rochelle and decided on l’ocean campsite at chatelaillaine plage on the coast. We stopped to drop off our rubbish on the way out of the campsite and somehow, the caravan got stuck down a grid and got grounded. Oh no, disaster, as the towing mechanism got entangled with the bumper on the car and seemed well and truly stuck. After much manouvering and jacking the car up and back and forwards, we managed to get free and set off again, an hour and a lot of blood, sweat and tears later. Then once on our way, we discovered the lights on the caravan were not working properly and so stopped at a picnic site to make temporary repairs. Then we got to the toll station (peage) and I was shouting at the man in front who took about 10 minutes as he kept putting his ticket into the machine, then trying to pay, eventually he pressed the red button for some help and managed to pay. Then it was our turn, I put my ticket in the machine and it wouldn’t take my credit card, try again, and again. Pressed the red button and when the helpful man answered and spoke good English, he asked me for the number on my ticket under the blue arrow. My ticket had a purple arrow and the penny dropped, I was trying to pay the toll with a car parking ticket! Oh the shame of it, after all my muttering at the man in front.  Got the right ticket and on our way again. We had some problems finding the campsite in chatellion plage, back and forwards across the railway line, through the town and back again, so that we just checked in without really looking round. The campsite was pretty basic, and away from both the beach and the centre Ville, not what had been promised. We had intended staying here for a while but we decided that we needed a night to recover from our day and so set up camp for the evening. There was a small yappy dog on the corner site nearby and it was on a really long lead and had a rant at Ellie every time we walked past, its owner just shouting but not really pulling it back or able to restrain it. The final straw came when a huge motor home arrived next door to us, the doors opened and a cat appeared. The lady put it on a lead to have a roam outside. We put Ellie on a lead as a precaution. We had just settled down with a drink after dinner when Ellie spotted the cat and went for it, pulling the table over and spilling Graham’s tea all over him. We must move on in the morning!