By Emanuela Cariolagian
We arrived in Port Grimaud on Saturday afternoon, quickly changed into our swim suits and went to catch some afternoon rays of sunshine on the beach.Â We sat under the warm and soothing sun, which felt so good on our tanned skin, and quietly and peacefully read our books, from time to time reading to each other funny excerpts from each of our three different booksâ€¦laughing and sharingâ€¦
As we sat along the bord de la mer, smelling the salty and crisp air of the seaâ€¦we heard the sea gulls crying and the waves crashing along the seaboardâ€¦the sound of these natural phenomenon made us relax even further into a tranquility and peace that rarely exists in Paris.Â The fresh and clean air was beating against our soft skin delving us further into a meditative state of beingâ€¦
We looked far at the sea, mesmerized by the waves that were dancing and seducing usâ€¦with the strong and green mountains behind the body of waterâ€¦ it reminded us of the hills of Spain.
And as we walked back to the cozy and quaint summer holiday villa along the canal and marina of Port Grimaud, we saw some boats go by and the yachts sleeping in their harbor, with colorful Venetian canal style villas in the back drop with Spanish tiles atop the roofs.Â We passed a skipper who was hosting a bar-b-que on his boatâ€¦drinking wine, and enjoying the late afternoon with his family.Â
After this blissful afternoon of enjoying many indulgencesâ€¦the three girl friends from Paris enjoyedÂ velvety red wine over more intimate and friendly conversationsâ€¦creating memories that will last a lifetimeâ€¦
At night, the loud thunder and bright lightning of the storm scared us as if we were young girls againâ€¦we could not sleep from the yelling and crying of Mother Nature.Â By morning, it is raining but itâ€™s so peaceful and relaxing as we enjoyed our cafĂ© et tartine on a terrace that we walked to near the houseâ€¦.
A picture-perfect South of France in Port Grimaud, near St. Tropez.
Source: The Traveling Diva