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Yet another journey to the playgrounds of the rich and the famous on the French Riviera. We jumped into Fifi and hit the highway for the gorgeous town of St Tropez (pronounced San Tropay), now look at the title of today's blog and you will see the poet in me;-) It is approximately just over an hour south of Cannes and I must admit it was nice being back on the road again, giving Fifi a run. There is only one way in and one way out of St Tropez and as it is ...
... stake yachts, it was hilarious. We wanted to find more beaches so we could relax and go for a swim to cool down, it took us around 20 minutes driving through some windy roads and country lanes to find what we were looking for.
We parked the car on the side of the road, next to a vineyard in order to save money on paring and walked to the beach. It was such a hot day and best of all the water was very cold! A lot of the women were topless on ...
... tower to gain a better view. The idea has been copied many times but this place had real character and would be packed in the summer months. We drove on to St Tropez, famed for being the favoured haunt of the famous but out of season, it disappointed a little. The yachts in the harbour were of course impressive, but the bars and shops did not ...
I had a love/hate relationship with the Tom-Tom, our GPS that we used to navigate French highways and towns. It was essential in getting back to the parking garage closest to our apartment in Aix, our base for exploring southern France.
In a quest to taste, see, and smell the French Riveria, we headed to Saint Tropez. Unfortunately our ...
... that had questionable servicabilty.
We had an ice-cream at a fabulous ice-cream store with some very exotic mixtures - deeeelicious!
Juliet wasn't really interested in looking around the shops so we wandered back to the bus terminus and got our bus back to the house.
This afternoon, Juliet has taken a nap while I did my blogging and watched some of the Tour de France (go Cadell!).