After breakfast (still no evidence of that marvellous cherry yogurt that I had the first morning), we grabbed our bags and headed for the car, parked a few blocks away. Norman found a wonderful Conde Naste article that mentioned Cassis as a good destination so there we went. It is the quintessential Mediterranean coastal town, alive with French visitors – the colours are so vibrant and the sea enticing, but cold. There were a number of topless mermaids lounging on the beach, to the delight of a couple of (male) people. After a picnic lunch, we split up and I had a good time snapping pictures up and down the alleys. I can’t get enough of the flowers and the painted shutters. It is hard to describe the sky, which is almost a violet blue. It affects every other colour, creating an entense pallette.
Tiring of Cassis, we headed toward our B&B in Vence, just north of Nice. The drive was very twisty and narrow and elicited a few gasps from Mary and I. Doug masterfully kept us from driving over the precipice and, despite the weird road configurations,he and Norman got us to Vence in time for dinner. It was a beautiful trip. I should mention that we are not far from the Cannes Film Festival, which may account for the many people in the area.
Our B&B is called Aux 3Lits Qui Chantent –which means Three Singing Beds. It is run by Jean-Louis and Sara Jane. They stressed that we must lock the front door as we came and went and then forgot to show us how, but it was locked when we returned! The place is well kept and modern on the inside and our hosts are tres charment.
Bon Nuit. Tomorrow we are off to Monocco.
Did I mention that Xmas nativities here customarly have a shepherd holding his hat because of the mistral (which, thankfully, est disparu).
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