Well after a super organised start we left Italy ahead of time by 15 minutes and set off for our longest drive of the holiday to the South of France we estimated 6 hours and we actually did it in 5½! Our pitch is practically on the beach we could have had a pitch on it but they offer very little shade so we opted for the row back under a very big tree. The girls as you can imagine absolute love living on the beach as does Mummy! We look across a very beautiful bay filled with all the expensive yachts moored in St Tropez, which is about 10 minutes drive away. We are planning on an ice cream trip there one evening if the credit card can stretch to it. As we are in France our evening entertainment is a paddle (or as they say it ‘en piddle’) and a game of boule.
FOD:
St Tropez: The town’s name derives from that of an early, semi-legendary martyr named Saint Torpes. His legend states that he was beheaded at Pisa during the reign of Nero, and that his body was placed in a rotten boat with a rooster and a dog. The body landed at the present-day location of the town.
The 23 steps to the beach from our pitch:
The view from our awning:
Our beach:
The view across the bay to St Stropez:
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