It was a long drive but the old Peugeot did a fine job. It was basically two days of driving, with loads of stops, but it all went very smoothly. Never managed to find a F1 to stay in when I needed one, so hotel Peugeot it was, but I'm pretty used to that. Bit of a squeeze though with the Moth foils in the back as well!
I was treated to a pleasant surprise in the South of France as my route just happened to take me over the Millau Viaduct, the World's tallest bridge. It is on the motorway from Paris to Barcelona at the point where it is interrupted by the River Tarn, which runs through a wide gorge between two plateaus. The bridge spans directly across these two plateaus.