Here I am, sitting outside with my feet up. Writing this blog overlooking the harbour of St-Maxime. It’s still warm. The swallows are flying above me, but seem to dive back down closer to the ground, they say this means thunder is on it’s way.
Today I went back to my what is my favourite beach in St-Tropez right now! Unlike many other beaches here this one is rather small. – One of the reasons why I like it so much! I walk in and they recognise me, even the parakeets they have standing in the middle of the terrace start shouting and singing, I guess they recognised me too!
“Britt, would you like an espresso?” he says in a french accent trying his hardest to speak out my name, in which he thinks is the correct way. “I guess they have realised I have a coffee addiction” I thought while I quickly nodded and smiled.
You can walk to the sea and have a swim with the fish. – If they don’t start nibbling on your feet. Dangle your feet down while sitting in one of the wooden hanging chairs with a juice in your hand. Or have an amazing lunch while listening to Brazilian music while the parakeets sing along in the background. It’s a magical beach!