It’s hot, too hot. I’ve hurt my foot on rocks when swimming and now my sandals hurt when I walk. Everyone seems to be annoyed with me including myself and now I have to walk across half of Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer to find my girlfriend’s expensive suntan oil that I apparently left outside the tourist information bureau. Even though it looks like nothing, my foot really hurts. I get to the office and there is nothing to be seen – as I knew there wouldn’t be.