Final Day = Benodet

So, after a wet evening we hoped the awning would dry overnight. No such luck with a downpour at 05:00. So up at. 06:30 to pack away and then breakfast in the bar. We had time so we did a detour so Mr T could see Benodet and see if it had changed much in the 40 years since he'd last been. All he could remember was having a crepe every day'