Grimaud

The mistral disappeared, the temperature dropped, it rained for two days, the family went back to the UK and we decided to spring clean the caravan.   That is after we went to IKEA to purchase some new items for the caravan.   Luckily we stayed to clean up our caravan because two of the vents leaked when it rained, so we were also able to undertake a few repairs.

Then the sun came out again, the temperature rose, and the camping ground filled up with young campers (no children) and retirees.    Adult time.   

At first we ate left overs, and then made pizzas twice (the supermarkets sell fresh pizza dough, all rolled out and ready to use).   After that we decided to lunch out for the last two days.

The first place we went to was Grimaud, in the hills above St Tropez, and no twisty roads to get there either.  We ate delicious veal stews at a busy restaurant full of people from St Tropez, and surrounding areas.

Then we climbed the hill, behind the town.   Of course it had the usual ruined castle at the top.

The view of Grimaud from the castle ruins.    The lower part of the ruins, just in front of the wall below, is used as an outdoor theatre.    Very impressive.

A rest stop, amongst the castle ruins.

The streets are very picturesque, as they are in all the hill top towns in the Cote d'Azur.

Shuttered up against the sun.   Or siesta time.   It was early afternoon, and we had the streets to ourselves.

A small square.

We also ate lunch at le Faviere, steak with pepper sauce for me, and a calamari salad for Walter.   I forgot to take photographs, but we were impressed with the restaurant, which was in the shade.

So we reluctantly said goodbye to the other campers, and drove home in glorious sunshine.   Now that we have the badge for the tolls sorted out, due to Walter finding a brochure in June and reading the instructions carefully, we sped past the long queues at the tolls and through the reserved toll booth.  

And we look forward to returning again next summer.