Perpignan

Then we drove to Perpignan in France, not far from the Spanish border. It's a nice city but strangely, it was very deserted. We were told by a French man that it's not Paris, it's always deserted. It was a very strong wind in Perpignan and dust was getting in our eyes, and almost all restaurants were closed. We had pancakes for dinner (crepes), Fausto savoury and I had sweet ones.