Thursday, 6 September 2012

Plage de Pampelonne

After looking around Ramatuelle, it was still only 1.30 p.m. so Patrick, Donna, Walter and I decided to drive to the beaches of St Tropez.   Emma and Steve took Jackson, Isabel and Lucy back to the campsite via the straighter road, in order to swim in the pool and recover from the trip.   I might add that there was a mistral blowing, which did not help whatsoever.

We drove along the road, which had signs to the beach, but the carparks or approaches to the beaches were full of cars.   No free car parking in this area either.  Suddenly we spotted a carpark, which was only half full of cars.   So we paid our 4 Euros and drove in, and what was more there were shaded covers over the carparks.   Brilliant.  Luxury. And only 4 Euros for the afternoon.
And the surrounding buildings were flash too.    Even a nightclub.    And the view out to sea was impressive with all the large boats moored.   This was St Tropez after all.   And I was eager to take photographs for my blog, so started snapping immediately.
But what was this?   Shock caused my camera to drop as I was taking a photograph.    Patrick had just informed us that the people on the beach did not have clothes on.     Not only were the women topless but everyone was bottomless too.    All the people were lying or sitting around getting their bits well and truly burnt in the sunshine and hot wind.   The sign above us stated that the beach was for 'naturalists'.  And we were fully clothed!   The legs in this photograph tell all!
So what to do?   We had paid for our car park.   We were not inclined to strip off and join the sun seekers of course.    Not our scene.   But we spotted the bar, where people were expected to wear clothes, thank goodness.   So we sat and drank a few cold drinks, just to recover of course.
I was impressed with the night club, very glamorous but I presume it was a clothes on only club!    We did not wait to find out.
A discreet photograph of a beautiful beach.  
 We did learn much about men standing on the highest part of the sand, before it sloped down to the water.    What posers!

And there were no signs at the entrance of the car park, nor out on the road, to give an indication that it was a beach for naturalists.    We live and learn!    And we learnt a lot at this beach!

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