And the scenery! Wow! Which even from the vantage point of my car seat as we meandered along the shining coastline from St Tropez to Toulon, was just breathtaking.
I can't wait to go back again to feel the warm sun that turns my skin brown and my hair golden and the sea-lapped sand beneath my feet.
Oh to be serenaded by the chorus of cicadas and take in the sweet and smokey scent of the Pin de Parasol pines! I could move there in a heartbeat. Dad, can we?
