This is the life ! Every day we encounter a quaint little village with cobbled stone streets, ivy growing on the walls of buildings , small cafes and shops.  It is like we are seeing a postcard picture wherever we go. We have found most of the French people to be very nice, accommodating and gracious people. 

I swam in the Mediterranean Sea today. We played  at a beach called  Tahiti- where clothes were optional. Yes my friends and family back home, America is very up tight about the human body. Here it considered a natural form of beauty. Before your imaginations run wild let me set the record straight- we had our bathing suits on. We did however, try to coax Yo Yo to take it all off and float on her god given pontoons to one of the hundreds of multimillion dollar yachts floating off shore to see if we might be invited for happy hour. She wasn't a willing participant.

We finished our day by candlelight on the veranda with wine, cheese and bread. What else? We're in France.