Port St Louis du Rhone, France is located at the mouth of the Rhone River. The Office of Tourism tells us that this town “…is one of the three gateways to the wild Camargue.” I am anxious to learn more about this area! For the moment, however, Brian and I have just relocated ourselves to Port St Louis du Rhone and we have quite a bit of adjusting to do!
During the next six weeks, Brian and I will stay in Port St Louis du Rhone while we work on Detour, our new sailboat. Detour is located at the Port Napoleon boat yard; she’s on the hard which makes living aboard extremely difficult. So to make this transition a bit easier we’ve rented an apartment in town. Through the Office of Tourism website, we found Mistral Apartments, and contacted Michel to inquire about renting an apartment during our timeframe. Michel had an available apartment and it was just right for us.
When we first arrived at the apartment we were exhausted! We’d just traveled 24-hours by plane and then hopped into a rental car and drove approximately 4-hours from Nice to Port St. Louis (we stopped along the way for coffee and food). Michel’s hospitality was superb! Fortunately for us, he speaks English well. He was also very patient with our undetermined arrival time. He had asked that we call him along the way, but this proves difficult when you’ve just arrived in a foreign country and don’t own a telephone. We were able to stop at a McDonalds and use the free wifi to call using Skype. This was approximately 30-minutes away from Port St Louis. Then when we arrived, luckily there was a public telephone across the street from the apartment, and we called Michel again so that he could come to greet us. That’s right, France still has telephone booths and they take credit cards (this was an expensive call at €2.78 for less than one minute, but totally worth it to access the apartment that night!). Michel and his daughter greeted us and gave us a brief apartment tour so that we would know how everything worked. They helped us to unload our luggage from the car. Michel turned over the keys, told us where we could find him the following day, and bid us goodnight.
It took only a few minutes to unpack all of our stuff. Apparently we hadn’t brought much in our 128 pounds of luggage! All of our clothes fit neatly into the wardrobe in the bedroom. It took several days, however, to adjust to a 6-hour time difference. During those first few days in between sleeping, grocery shopping, and eating, we managed to make ourselves quite at home in the tiny apartment.
The courtyard/walkway and front door. We have one adjoining neighbor and several roosting pigeons. We have a nice outdoor table and there is a clothesline beyond the front door.
The main room with kitchenette and couch. The kitchen is fully stocked with pots, pans, Tupperware, dishes, utensils, glasses, etc. There is a coffee pot, microwave, and a hot plate for cooking. The couch is a pull-out sleeper.
I find it most interesting that we have relocated to France to move aboard a new sailboat and yet somehow managed to acquire all of the necessities of landlubbing. Hope it’s a fast transition, I could use a little wind in the sails!