The highlights of this village was the Calanques (inlets from the sea) and the food. Lots to see and do, with the hustle and bustle of (mostly French and local) tourists.
Le Mistral was still incredibly prevalent, so we were pretty bundled up. Not as much as some people, mind you – many people were wearing winter coats and toques.
And look at the colour of the water! Amazingly turquoise blue.
It’s been two years, but Chamaret hasn’t changed much. If anything it has gotten better as, this time, we’re enjoying the company of our good friends Dominic and Jenn.
Well, we made it to France. We managed to get adjacent seats on our flight (not as simple as you might think), we caught our TGV, picked up our rental car, and navigated to our first B&B. All without yet sleeping a wink. For us, it’s currently 5:30am… but we’ve got a bit of gas left, thank goodness. Tonight, we are checking out our hosts’ wine cellar before they cook us a lovely meal. We’re pretty pooped, but we may yet find the energy to wander about the village.
Us at the airport, waiting for the TGV, looking and feeling pretty weary. 🙂
A pretty little street in Tours, on a bit of a wander while waiting for our car to be ready at Avis.
I just had to stop for a photo of this.. everything here is just so beautiful.
And finally, the view from our bedroom window; this is where we’ll be for the next three days!
I’m getting quite excited – for two nights, we’ll be staying across the street from the chateau up there. I can hardly wait to take gigabytes of photos. The tricky bit will be deciding which ones to keep. Continue reading →