Three days after we came back, my mother Charlotte died. This beautiful little sand building on one of Bandol's beaches was signed and probably built by another Charlotte:

I love Crème de Marrons - something you don't get often in Germany.

a French beauty on the beach ... but wait, isn't this ...

The coastline is breathtaking!

Why haven't I been to France for so long? maybe because my knowledge of the French language is more or less limited to "café au lait". But we found that being here is not difficult even if you don't speak any French. Looking forward to the next time!
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