Mick and I headed out on the town again last Friday evening. We had read signs there was to be a music festival in Montpellier that night and we thought we should take a look.

First stop was a bar we visited the previous Friday, and things did look different.

Gone were the outside tables and chairs, replaced by make-shift stages for performers. Long bars had been set up outside and only plastic glasses were allowed.

Of course Mick and I were out fairly early – but the crowds were already starting to build.

The city was filled with locations where performers were doing their stuff for FREE. It was wonderful.

We stayed in this spot for awhile before deciding it was time to have something to eat. I had researched a restaurant I wanted to go to that was not open last Friday, but I had walked past it on Thursday and it was open, so I was confident.

Sadly, it was closed again, so we settled for the place next door which was pretty ordinary, but we were not going to let that dampen the party.

There were lost of people sitting wherever they could find a seat listening to the music. There was a DJ playing and performing in the left of this photo. But it wasn’t really our scene, so we moved on to …

…here. This was in the direction of our apartment, so we were heading home. It was around 9.30pm, but the sun was still out!!

Here is Mick marching towards our apartment.

We have used this mural as a ‘marker’ for which street we must take to get home safely. Mick loves this mural – it is a one-dimensional wall painted so cleverly it looks as though it is three-dimensional.

Not too much further on we came to yet another bar with more free music and Mick spotted it sold Pastis. Well of course it did – we are in France, but I acted surprised and we stopped here for a small glass each for €2.

Mick thought the bartender looked like Johnny Depp, and of course he made that observation known, and then another ‘random’ guy very happily announced that he looked like Maradona.  I had to take a photo of them all looking….very happy!

By now I thought we had probably stayed out a little too long and I gently encouraged Mick to ‘walk on’.

We made it home safely around 10pm and were sitting on the balcony of the flat where we are house sitting when we observed two men getting out of a car – they were on their way out to the same festival we had left!!

I started to chat to this guy who told us he had spent some time in Noosa – of course he had.

He said he had spent a year in Australia.

How lucky were we to be in Montpellier for this fun night?