Saint- Tropez

 ♫ Do you St Tropez ♫

 

Glamour here we come!   What better way to celebrate the start of summer than a quick visit to the Mecca of the French Riviera? With Saint-Tropez only a stone's throw from our holidays we couldn't not go and see it, if only for a few hours. Getting in and out of this tiny fishing town took way more time than we thought, but at least we got to take in the views, and the rough coastline leading into St Trop' was very reminiscent of those old Bardot clips from the 60s. As soon as we started strolling in the streets the best thing was the jasmine scent everywhere. Our visit must have coincided perfectly with the blooming season, the perfume was just so stong and intoxicating, it was magic.  Not so magic though was the town itself, such a let down! It seemed to be all about the bling, but then what did I really expect in such a place?
Still, we found comfort in those delicious ice creams shaped like flowers, and my basil with lime flavour was to die for.  And that Dior house was grand to see. Sadly, as far as I can see,  that's it for me and St Tropez.