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Sunday, 27 April 2008
Ramatuelle
Port Grimaud is on the Gulf of Saint Tropez, on the French Riviera, which is renowned as a holiday spot for the rich and famous. We thought we might have spotted some celebrities while we were there, but they obviously weren't staying at the same holiday park as us.
St Tropez is the most famous holiday spot; so the first day we were there we did the tourist thing and headed to Saint Tropez; and we drove straight through and headed out again because we couldn't stand the amount of traffic and people. We really are country bumpkins and don't feel comfortable in crowds ...
The pretty medieval village of Ramatuelle (see the French tourist website or the English tourist website) was where we ended up. It was marked on our map as "one of the most beautiful villages in France" and it did indeed have some very picturesque scenes. And lots of tourists...
It wasn't possible to photograph anything successfully at the time of day when we were there, but you can see some pictures on the website links above.
St Tropez is the most famous holiday spot; so the first day we were there we did the tourist thing and headed to Saint Tropez; and we drove straight through and headed out again because we couldn't stand the amount of traffic and people. We really are country bumpkins and don't feel comfortable in crowds ...
The pretty medieval village of Ramatuelle (see the French tourist website or the English tourist website) was where we ended up. It was marked on our map as "one of the most beautiful villages in France" and it did indeed have some very picturesque scenes. And lots of tourists...
It wasn't possible to photograph anything successfully at the time of day when we were there, but you can see some pictures on the website links above.
Monday, 21 April 2008
Hugh's New Bike
Hugh is always wanting to ride a bike, so I decided to buy him this cute little one, with a steering handle accessory at the back. The handle can be taken off, but with the busy roads and steep hills around here it will make riding much safer. I had visions of him riding his little bike down to pick the girls up from school, or to buy our bread at the kiosque in the mornings.
He rides it well, and fast, but he hates the handle being attached. He threw such a tantrum when I put it on yesterday afternoon that it took us half an hour to get from the basketball court at school back to the house (about 200 metres). I hope he gets used to the idea...
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