Rubbing shoulders with yachties....

Coffee or tea and beer for me. We spent yesterday driving about 60km north to the Grand Canyon du Verdon. Not as long as our Grand Canyon but reputed to be as deep and certainly as impressive. Winding single lane roads hugging the edge. Motorcycles passing between us and oncoming traffic! Small villages and the occasional castle visible on the opposite side. Being such a difficult drive, several stops in quaint (can't use that word enough to describe the country villages) towns for a bit of a rest. Of course getting lost on the way is part of the charm. Of course, IF I had a decent navigator who can see the little writing on the map and match it to a sign on a road and IF we had at least one compass in the car that did not always show north to be toward the metal in the dashboard, and if asking directions was even an option...thank goodness for roundabouts. When in doubt, keep going around. I wonder if there is a limit as to how many times one can circle these things? There is a road that circles the entire gorge but we didn't see a real need to add an additional 50km to a trip that I can't really see anyway since, I'M THE ONE WITH HIS EYES ONLY ON THE ROAD! Am told there is rafting down there and I have to assume the climbing would be great but being the tourist that we are, we only manage to stop at the occasional overlook and go, "Wow!!". 

Got back to La Garde after dark. Hooked up with the dentist (see above post) and caught dinner in town at one of the last open restaurants. We both had the plate de jour of pasta with mixed seafood in a light tomato and olive oil based sauce. Oysters were available but at almost $3 each, I declined. Then home to our small comfortable abode to bring in the laundry that had been hanging in the rain all day and listen to the critters preparing for bed in the walls. 

Now in Port Grimand. Had plans to catch boat to St Tropez for the day but after a late start and choppy seas we decided to just hang here. And, this bar has internet access. La Bohemia, a low brow oasis in a sea of very high end yachts and people. Port Grimand is the "Venice of France". A developed community of townhouses each with their own private boat parking and shops for all the tourists who come to gawk at the boats. Like Disneyland but instead of the Magic Castle you see masts and money! This bar, my kind of bar, has a paper back lending library, a lounging room with TV and some teenager crashed on the beatup couch and on Sat. they are have "Cross Dress Party"!