A Day at the Sea

After our long and lovely hike in the Alps, it was very relaxing to spend the next afternoon (after Eric's morning in the archives) at the beach. We went to Sanary-sur-Mer, which was one of the beaches Eric remembered from his summer living in Marseille when he was a teenager. 

We could not have asked for a more picture-perfect day. It was sunny, warm, and almost empty. That is my very favorite thing about home education (aside from sculpting young minds and things like that...) We get to travel to beautiful places when no one else is there! Well, other people were there, but not as many as in August.

This whole stretch of the Mediterranean coast reminded me so much of where I grew up. It's no wonder they call Santa Barbara the American Riviera!




In the picture below, I am trying to shelter in the single patch of shade to avoid too much sun. The kids are down by the water in hats building a sand castle.



After we all swam and played in the sand for a few hours we headed to Toulon to look around. We ended our pretty spectacular beach day with ice cream sundaes and yogurt smoothies at a little Haagen Dazs perched right on the edge of the harbor in Toulon.




The proximity of both the high Alps and the Mediterranean Riviera made us all appreciate this particular area a lot. (And the ice cream didn't hurt either.) We all feel very grateful that Eric will be needing to spend lots more time in the archives in Aix!

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  1. din'illahi16 October 2018 at 11:29

    nice! i agree with your preference for no crowds. hanging out on a beach shoulder to shoulder with 500 other people holds zero appeal for me!
    what is the name of the town/region you are interested in that you mentioned this morning?

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    1. Rachel18 October 2018 at 12:57

      Well, it's the whole area in the part of the Alps we hiked. Gap is the name of one town that's sort of at the base, kind of in between the Alps and the Med...

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