Every summer should include the South of France

Regular readers will know I love a time out, and I particularly love a time out that involves sun, swimming and the South of France. Why France? I’d be lying if I said it had nothing to do with cold meat, cheese, fresh bread and red wine. I’m well aware I can have that in England (or anywhere) but it just tastes better in France.

An exhausted group of four spent seven relaxing days at this studio cottage in the South of France – another Airbnb find. One look at the garden pool and the stone brickwork, and I was sold.

Swimming pool

swimming pool and blue sky

Sunset over swimming pool. Red sky at night.

This holiday was all about doing nothing and although that can be a struggle for some people, I am more than happy with a good book and a swimming pool.

I have suffered from fibromyalgia for over six years, butΒ I still forget the power of lying in the sunshine all day. My body feels completely different by the end of the week and, even though the pain is still there, everything feels a bit more manageable.

We were in France for Bastille Day celebrations and had this been a party holiday, this would have been the perfect evening to get out and soak up the French party scene. Instead, after a day of – you guessed it – sitting by the pool and reading, we headed to the river and watched the fireworks.

Lots of people on the beach

I always think showing other people your firework photographs is like telling other people about your dreams. It starts off mildly interesting and goes down hill pretty quickly. Because of this I’m only posting three snaps… pretty impressive I think you’ll agree.

Fireworks

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Fireworks

Around day five my so called ‘lazy friends’ got restless and requested a trip to the beach. It all felt like far too much effort until I was there and remembered the joy of people watching and tanning and playing with the sand. And to think I almost didn’t do this.

The beach with sun loungers

beach wheelchair

How amazing is that beach wheelchair? I didn’t use it, but walking through sand is hard work for the most able-bodied person so I reckon this is a great invention!

As for the photo below, I take this every time I go to the beach. And I share it. I don’t know why…

Flip flops his and hers

After the day at the beach, my only other physical activity involved a sunset walk around the village on our last day. There are probably more photos here than is actually necessary, but it’s an incredibly beautiful village and I think it deserves to be shared. Unlike those flip-flops, for example.

Sunset over French rural village

Old stone barn in sunsetSunset over French rural villageSunset over French villageI’m not religious but I absolutely love churches. They always seem so calm. The church in Saint Bonnet du Gard is up on the hillside overlooking the community, and I love the iron crossΒ at the bottom of the hill.

Sunset over French village church

Sunset over French village church

Sunset over French village churchΒ Doesn’t this look like the most peaceful place on earth? Heavenly.


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