Sun, Sensational Seascapes and Sexy people, welcome to St Tropez.
I am sat on the rear deck of Club Med 2, microwaving my ghostly white
body - should I have a browning dish?
Nevermind, went into the port earlier, it was as I remembered it
from my last visit 20+ years ago, beautiful people posing in front
of expensive shops inter mingled what is let's say people who
are somewhat challenged in the beauty stakes - ok dammed ugly.
St Tropez is probably as french as you can get - ladies of 'senior' years
turned out in casual high fashion carrying dogs panting for air ine
the sun. Street artists selling their wares with total distain
for the people who are buying.
Is it real? As a bloke from Devon, probably not, but for a bunch
of people - espcially those are the criminally large yachts I guess
it is their reality.
It is now 3pm, very hot and a long (and late) night awaits, time
for a nap in an air conditioned room I think.......
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