We are finally backed in Internet land. What an experience- adventure really, our boating leg of the journey was on the Midi Canal. Knowing little about going through locks, like from Lake Washington to Puget Sound, we proceeded to go through...are you ready? 64 flipping locks!!! On our way to the Mediterranean Sea, we dropped 654 feet. Thank god for Captain Tamara who steered and maneuvered a 50' boat from day one. 

 

Our boating crew was named "team lock" and we went to battle stations as many as 16 times a day. Thankfully we didn't own the boat as a few minor scraps were had into the ancient medieval walls followed by a castle size stink eye from the lock tender. It's a good thing to not understand French at these delicate moments.  

 

This journey allowed us to have callus’s any teamster’s worker at the docks would be proud of.  We also gained many bruises on various parts of the body, stubbed toes and feet on cleats, put goose eggs on our heads fighting low clearance and now have general neck and back ailments. Thank goodness for Advil! 

 

After a taxi, two train rides and a rental car; we now have an awesome villa just across the bay from St Tropez. The place is amazing- and the small things in life like- having enough water for showers; toilets’ you don't have to pump to flush and a bed bigger than a county jail cell is great.