Where to start? All so lovely. Feel so very very lucky.
Earlish, we made our way down the mountain road, from our 750m valley site, a lot easier without trailing a 24′ caravan along hairpin bends!
We passed a super 24 hours with our eldest and partner. They are staying in my brother-in-law’s apartment, in Cannes La Bocca, overlooking the Med.
Last year, Rog and I stayed for most of September and I took photos of the views from the balcony most days! Stunning!
Met them sunning themselves by the pool area, great to see them! Shortly after, I walked to the beach kiosk where, last year, I occasionally bought us Pan Bagnat, which we would eat on the beach…delicious huge rolls stuffed with tuna, egg, anchovies, toms, olives, oil and pesto…speciality of Nice area.
We ate lunch on the balcony, then Rog drove us into St Tropez, taking the scenic coastal road. Passing along bays and harbours, up steep windy bends, through pretty Côte d’Azur towns, all the while, the blue Mediterranean sparkled on our left…from time to time singing to Roger’s music folder!
So, St Tropez…we love this very pretty, charming ex-fishing village, not for the mega mega huge yachts (although they are fascinating to see, I admit!) but it has a very relaxed quaint feel, especially in the old town, away from the expensive harbour.
We wanted to bring our guys here as I knew, especially our eldest, would fall in love with it…yes, St Tropez immediately became her natural habitat!
This is where she was meant to live!
We enjoyed a few hours of strolling, taking beautiful memory photos (as you may have noticed, I don’t ever post my family or friends pics…so you’re stuck with those of only R & I!)
A leisurely cold drink sitting in a small square overlooking the sea, then up to the old town and Place des Lices, where the French still play Pétanque.
Around 19.30, we decided to make tracks and enjoyed pizzas and sparking wine on the Cannes balcony, playing card games until late. Perfect!
