Who would have thought one day I'd be in Camargue for a training? Located in Southern France and close to Spain, there were clear similarities: the bull-fighting, the music, the paella and the garments. The weather was of course amazing and I loved the daily swims, and how close the pool is to the room. The drinking chants, the cultural observations, the sergents... and what was definitely beyond any doubt the tastiest mussels I have ever had (even better than the ones in Belgium)
