Days 2 – 9: Villa on Cote d’Azur
The villa was booked around a year ago, prior to us deciding on our wider trip and it is a luxury that we aren’t likely to see again for a long while. We had a wonderful week with a swimming pool, pizza oven and lots of kitchen equipment, Knigel would have fitted into our bedroom!
During the week, we visited Ste Maxime, stopping for drinks at Havana Plage and W. We weren’t overwhelmed with the place to be honest, it is well-heeled but didn’t seem to have much soul. We also went out in Plan de la Tour, which was a lovely pretty village and ate in Déjà vu. The plat du jour was good value to money for these parts of France and the mussels were really scrummy. We also went to Grimaud, which is a hill top village that could be used in films and really well worth a visit. Picturesque streets were topped off by a chateau, which used to be inhabited by Knights Templar – a fact much appreciated by Jake Tilley (age 4). Whilst in Grimaud, we stopped for a huge baguette and ice cream at Le Cleme’s.
We had some great achievements during the week too, Jake managed to swim a width of the swimming pool unaided, Ted Tilley (age 1) managed to walk unassisted and Juno managed to fall into the swimming pool every single day! The first time this happened we panicked and I put into action my lifesaving skills learnt aged 13 by jumping into the pool fully clothed to rescue Juno who was panicking – see Mom the lessons really paid off! Meanwhile the adults; Phil Tilley, Sal Tilley, Greg and I managed to polish off c.25 bottles of wine (Provence rose, which seemed to be the thing in the local Carrefour) plus 3 bottles of champers plus gin plus beer. So budget (and liver) blown then! We are going to have to “rough” it for a while (not that I’m sure my roughing it is actually roughing it).
I think Knigel got jealous that we were sleeping and cooking elsewhere as he threw a bit of a fit, with a shelf falling down, resulting in Greg’s first use of his tools to fix it. How long will it stay up?????? We are taking bets.
The wonderful week came to an end with Sal and I (friends for half of our lives now) bidding a tearful goodbye. It dawned on me that I may not see her for a year and the enormity of our travels hit home.
Greg dusted me off with a “pull yourself together love” and we set off on our way to our next destination ………… Ste Croix du Verdon.