Good night from Plage du Buse

Below "cat alley" is our favorite beach, Plage du Buse. Not too many people because there's very little parking. The beach is also galets (stones) which are hell on the feet but I like the sound of the stones and the water. No nasty jellyfish this week though last week our little nephew had seven stings on his back from a big one. We tend to wait until the sun is behind the mountains and get back to the village by 8-ish, just in time for aperitif with the neighbors on the street. Walking up is hot though I love walking under the lemon and fig trees which are everywhere.

There are no cars in the village as the castle is the oldest feudal castle in France and one of the little streets - and they're very small walking paths - dates back to the 13th century. Even my beloved Fiat 500 (the old one) would struggle to fit on these streets. A few steps from our front door is an amazing olive tree that must be about 20 feet wide and is even mentioned in Julius Caesar's "War of the Gauls." The street/path is an old Roman trade route and was used by Caesar's Legions. Today the village is mixed between French and Italians - the Italian border is within sight - so plenty of good food is available in the area that is a blend of the two cultures.