I needed to break my journey so I settled for two nights in Nimes. The hostel was hard to find, as was the tourist office. It was hopelessly confusing, but, for some reason, I didn’t mind. By this point I found myself once again liking France a lot more than I expected to. We're not supposed to like the French. They're supposed to be arrogant and proud and rude. But they're not, exactly. Okay, they are, sort of. It's just that they've got a very nice country which they enjoy. You're welcome to visit, but please don't try to change the place. France will always be France and they like it that way.