GuerillaZ

Cap d'Agde The river Herault 300 metres from Cap D'agde railway station. The Canal du Midi , only a stones throw from the railway too.  Visit GuerillaZ's sister site: Singing Bird Tea here Drinking Oriental Beauty in Vung Tau A market stall at Cap d'Agde By the marina in Cap D'agde. It is oddly low key. This was the last week in June. Perhaps I was expecting Ferraris and great motor launches, catwalk models and tycoons on holiday. No thing of the sort here. There was a market selling things nobody much wanted. There was a city of moored yachts. But this town has a number of atmospheres. This marina, a naturist beach (and wife swapping) part of the town, a lugubrious old town and other areas not visited. What I like about France. It is usually low key.  My mother on the left, her friend Jenny on the left. They visited for two weeks. Surprising that vines can even grow in the middle of garrigue terrain. 

Welcome to readers from Taiwan, South Korea, China and Peru Mount Fuji from my window in Narusawa.  Narusawa really was such a small village. It sad astride the equivalent of a B road. Like most villages in England you could walk around it and barely see anyone. On one side was an escarpment with pine trees on its upper reaches. On the other side of the village woods that gave out to the rising landmass of Fuji itself. You needed some kind of permit to climb Fuji and well I've more or less stopped climbing now unless it is on a bicycle. Fuji from space The tallest mountain in Japan Fuji stands at 3776 metres. Each year around 250, 000 climbers scale Fuji. In the non-climbing season another estimated 150, 000 manage it. It is the most visited peak in the world. The View from the summit, c 1910 Being near Fuji  draws out the impulse to be blase. From its base Fuji looks like a stroll with some slippery stuff halfway up. The Eiger, Mont Blanc, Popoca