Here we are, November in full swing. Today is grey,windy and cold. The ash tree in the garden still holding some of its leaves, but most of them from the top has gone now.
So, here I am dreaming about summer adventures, travelling, sun, colours and new places. Two years ago, we went to France, Cote d’Azur. We flew from London to Nice, then travel all along the coast to the Cogolin, not far from St.Tropez. We stayed in a nice apartment with a view of marina. A little boat would take you to the beach. On the only cloudy day during the whole stay, we cycled to the nearby Port Grimaud and rode a boat across the canals, finished with a bottle of wine on the beach. To get to St.Tropez we got a motorbike so thankfully could skip a lot of awful traffic. The Pampelonne beach was good, with warm sea and celebrities arriving at the Club 55. On the way back to Nice airport, we stayed one night in Cannes, having a look at the famous red stairs.
I miss the blue colours, the open sea, swimming and relaxing. Makes me thinking about the next summer trip. Au revoir France!