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Gosh this place was nice, wasn't it? Port Grimaud has been such a discovery, it had us in awe of its little canals and charming little houses. Walking on the tiny side streets leading to the beach we could see beautiful, majestic palm trees. The air was full of pine and salt. We chatted with old friends, laughed a lot, took the kids to make sandcastles, and repeated everyday.  Unfortunately the sun played hide-and-seek with the clouds a bit too much to our liking, but I can honestly say Port Grimaud was a much welcome break in the middle of this tough academic year. And who can resist waking to such a pretty view of sailing boats, pine trees, and local provencal markets down the street canal? Having a second home is already such a luxury these days, but a house in this lovely place redefines the term altogether.
Anyway, all that to say, a massive thank you to our hosts for putting up with our idiosyncrasies for a week, and for introducing us to beautiful new places.