Yet another glorious day which started with Boudie towing Tasca out of the tight little camp site in order to ‘jump start’ her, due to her flat battery as a result of the ‘fridge kill switch’ having been inadvertently left on overnight!!
Late departure from Cassis. Hot! Hot! Very, very hot – trying not to think about Africa’s heat in the near future! We missed too many photo opportunities climbing the narrow cliff road out of Cassis. Instead, we devoured the unbelievably beautiful views of the bay, cliffs and old stone homes and painted chapels strewn along the way, interspersed with blue and gold onion domes on Orthodox churches. The Cote d’Azur offers a succession of exceptional vistas and grandiose sites which form one of the most ‘prestigious’ shores in the world.
Leaving the coast behind us once more, we passed countryside of vineyards and typical Province architecture. Up and down many more tight passes, where we tailed a white cladded peloton for some time. The scenery dominated by white cliffs we headed toward Toulon, which was very unimpressive!
St Tropez – what a serious disappointment. Tons of tourists and posers.... the little Bridget Bardot beach was, frankly, not worth stopping for. We took the heat off the day by quickly licking our way through a berry sorbet, whilst watching men play boule in a big tree lined square.
It would seem that the very laid back French spend their days drinking cafe-au-lait in their regular Cafe’s, progressing to dejeuner (strictly 12-2pm) before pulling their shutters for siesta. Then its leisurely dinners in sidewalk cafe’s – not surprising that as a nation they have a low heart attack statistic. Oh, and did we mention the moderate quaffing of red wine daily? Yes, we could learn from their lifestyle!
Much later in the day we pulled into the shady, pine leaf covered floor of La Muy campsite - tired, hot, and somewhat prickly.
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